Mia’s POV I don’t want to wake up.It’s not because I’m tired—at least, not in the way sleep can fix. It’s just..the weight of getting up feels heavier than it should. My eyes are already open, staring at the ceiling, but my body doesn’t follow. It stays still, pressed into the mattress like moving would mean committing to the entire day ahead.Exams.The word sits somewhere at the back of my mind, not loud, but urgent, just there. Waiting.I exhale slowly and turn my head to the side, watching the thin line of light slipping through the curtains. Morning has already started without me.I should get up.I don’t.For a few more seconds, I let myself stay like this —quiet, unmoving, untouched by everything that’s waiting outside this room. No expectations. No question. No pressure.Just stillness.Then the reality settles back in, slowly but firmly.If I don't get up now, I will be late and if I’m late, that’s too much attention when I step into the class. And I don’t want what happene
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