I started to lose interest in studying. I began treating relationships as a way to pass the time.
"You worked so hard back then. Wasn't it because of your dreams?" Xavier said.
Xavier walked around the table and sat down next to me. His brows furrowed slightly.
"Mila, I always thought you pushed yourself so hard because you liked Turner University. But why did you fall apart after getting into college?
"You clearly had other options. You could've changed your major. You could've studied abroad. But instead, you focused solely on dating and treated your future like a joke. What were you thinking?"
What was I thinking? I didn't know either.
Was I so stubborn back then just to make things harder on myself?
Suddenly, I felt exhausted. It was like all the strength had been drained from my body.
"Let's leave it at that, Xavier. Let me be alone for a while," I said.
He pressed his lips together tightly. But in the end, he said nothing and did nothing.
I stormed out, leaving him standing there alone.
