21

I tried to stick my ear to the door to hear some kind of word or a sob, but nothing happened.

I felt my blood boiling inside my skin, I looked askance at the boy in the room a few steps away, he sounded cheerful, so much and it was very suspicious.

Maybe I was thinking the whole situation wrong and should think a little more clearly.

I heard the bathroom door open and turned quickly to find Minerva. I was very worried about her.

"Are you feeling better?" I approached.

"How long have you been there?" She asked and walked past me as if she didn't really care about my answer.

I heard her voice muffled and distant.

"Fifteen minutes," I admitted, chasing her down the hall.

"It wasn't necessary for you to wait for me the whole time I was there."

She stopped with her purse in her hands. I didn't notice when she stopped, until I noticed I was very close to her, but it was too late.

When she turned around, she bumped into my chest and stared into my eyes. That's when I realized something.

"Yo