LIV

THE NEXT WEEKS WERE A BLUR.

Laia had pushed the details from how they went home from Amethyst's house and everything that happened to the asshat to the back of her mind. 

She'd rather focus on their upcoming third-quarter examinations wherein procrastinating instead of studying might make her lose her mind at the last minute.

"Dear?" The girl's mother reluctantly knocks on her daughter's door. "How about a quick snack?"

"After I finish writing notes--"

Her mother leaned at the bedroom door with a frown on her face. "You said that an hour ago, dear,"

"And I'm still not done so what can I do?" Laia retorted, already exhausted from the usual conversation. "I'll just go and eat when I'm done,"

She hears her mother sigh. "You've been studying for five hours already--"

Laia gave her mother a deadpanned stare. "And it will be six hours if you continue distracting me,"

"But dear--"