Chapter 140
Grace
Four days and nine hours. . .
Four days and nine hours later I will be sitting in the exam hall with a blank mind and empty paper. I saw drops of tears on my practice paper. I’m definitely going to fail. . . I can feel it.
“You’ve been staring at your paper for half an hour, show me.” Ethan put his hand out.
“Nah, I’m good.” I gave him a cheeky smile.
“Are you. . . are you crying?” He asked.
“No, I’m sweating from my eyes,” I told him and looked down at the practice paper.
Ethan snatched the paper from my hand, his eyes examining them, “Ethan, stop. I’m not done yet!”
“What happened to the brain who fooled the whole school for months?” He asked in a concerned tone and I looked down in shame.
“Stop insulting me. I’m not at my best today.” I told him.
He sighed
