What Devin said that night was frustrating for me. I didn't get over that the next day. I couldn’t stop thinking about that. Devin has been burying himself with work because of what happened. And I know that everything was frustrating and I should be talking to Devin about what he said to me, but I chose not to. I mean, I think I should be focusing on what he said. And I was. I tried everything but I ended up with my head aching. Damn it.
I groaned as I left Devin’s swivel chair. I have been staying here the whole day just to keep doing my research about myself. It was so frustrating because I really couldn’t find anything about me. So weird. Ugh. I shook my head and left the room.
I got my wallet and went up to our room. It was already around lunch time and I hadn’t had breakfast ye
