Chapter Thirty

I fell back onto the couch with a thud, feeling weirdly satisfied despite how awkward that last half hour was to endure.

William and I were officially broken up now, and although it took a whole lot of energy and effort, it was most certainly worth it to make everything clear between us.

After waving goodbye to him for what I hoped was the last time, I attempted to keep myself as occupied as possible for the rest of the day. Just because I knew that if I had even a moment of time alone with my thoughts, Nicholas would be all that occupied them.

Being the neat freak I was, I began by tidying up my entire bedroom, then I moved on to reorganize my desk. After that, I relocated every single pot, pan and beaten down piece of cutlery in my kitchen to their rightful drawer.

After having had my fill of that, I decided to finally make an attempt at contacting my currently MIA roommate, who wasn't here to greet me and William and when we walked in. And who still hadn't shown up, despite the