บท 43: COURTNEY'S APOLOGY

My mind ironically turned to a whirlwind, consumed by the perplexing question that plagued my thoughts. Why had Mr rude, the person who had always bullied and tormented me, chosen to use my picture as his wallpaper? The mere thought of it made my heart sink and my stomach churn. As I went about my weekend, I couldn't shake off the feeling of being lost in my own thoughts which constantly made me space out. Mum and Isabel, noticed the change in my demeanor and repeatedly asked if I was alright. But how could I explain my turmoil? It was an unexplainable mix of anger, curiosity, and self-doubt.