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Chapter Fourteen: The Edge of Burnout

Penulis: Eliora Rosie
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-04-17 06:50:15
School work became hectic. By Tuesday, I already felt like I’d run a marathon blindfolded—with no finish line in sight.

School felt like a punishment–an academic war zone. Every lecturer had ditched all assessment for full blown term paper. I’d written so much, my wrists felt like rusted joints, grinding with every word I typed. Three papers down—one more to go.

I’d spent the entire morning squinting at my phone screen. Editing. Proof reading with heavy eye bags and a racing clock. When I finally glanced at my watch—9:00 a.m. sharp—I panicked. I slung my bag over my shoulder and bolted out. My eyes stung from the sleep I never got. My morning routine—I went through it like Flash. I was in and out of the shower so fast. It was like the water barely touched my skin. I was running up and down the house—half-dressed. Exhausted. Back aching.

The café buzzed with noise—low conversations, rustling papers, and the endless beep of printers. I managed to squeeze into a corner seat, hunched ov
Eliora Rosie

hello dear readers, I hope you are doing well Every story has a turning point, a moment when everything changes—and for Sharon, this chapter is no different. Tension is building, both in her academic world and in her relationship with Jayden. But as the pressure continues to mount, someone from her past shows up, and suddenly, nothing feels as certain as it once did. Can she keep her cool? Or will the past come back to haunt her? Let me know your thoughts on this chapter! Do you think Sharon is handling the stress well, or is she on the edge of losing it? And what about Jayden—how do you feel about his role in all of this? Stay tuned for more—things are about to get even more complicated.

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    We had been lying on the same spot for a while, our breathing slowly steadying. I reached for my phone and tapped the screen. 6:30. My bones felt heavy—the sweet kind of heavy. Jayden stood up without a word and held out his hand. I let him pull me along, still quiet, my body still tingling. The bathroom lights were warm and golden, and the air was already damp with rising steam. He turned on the tap, tested the water, then looked back at me with that crooked smile I was starting to get used to. “Come on,” he said gently, like he’d been waiting for this all day. I stepped in with him, the tiled floor cool under my feet. We didn’t say much. He lathered soap in his hands and ran them over my shoulders like it was the most normal thing in the world. It felt... soft. Not rushed. Just us. I didn’t know where to look. This was my first time having someone else bathe me. I fought the urge to cover my chest with both hands—unsure what was allowed in this kind of tenderness. When he was d

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