Another day of rain passed, and it didn’t uplift my mood. Meredith wasn’t avoiding me, per say, but more edging to her independence, thinking thoughtfully at all times. I wanted to ask whether she would be okay, and if there was any way that I could help, but for the time being, I had an idea that the best thing to do would be let her do this on her own. If she needed me, she would ask; I knew that already; she wouldn’t have came to me and let me be the first witness to the news if it were otherwise.
Besides the drama of life, my schoolwork took up its’ whole...
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