WHICH NIGHT?

“Another Monday” I murmured

The first official day of the week, tiring.

The librarian Susan had gone home along with majority of the school staff, it was just me and few people I could count who was around.

I decided to take it upon myself to put back the art books I had used earlier in class back on the shelf in the library.

I enjoyed my class because my students were agreeable and very interactive.

We talked about some Picasso drawings and Caden was so attentive and giddy to answers all of the questions I asked.

I like my class and I was starting to love my job.

I sighed and went back to Saturday, I was still angry at Caine.

I spent the whole of Sunday painting, drinking wine, binge watching movies and staying indoors

I had made sure I avoided everyone and refused the invite for dinner Megan sent me.

I was always the reason for a commotion these days and I was avoiding that and the starter of that commotion.

Later that evening I called Tristan and we talked, he had reassured m