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I rub my temple. “I guess it is what it is. I’ll have to watch them together until they graduate and get out of the college.”

“Wait... She’s with someone else already?”

I nod. I suck as a gargoyle and I’m a shame to everyone. “I suppose. She said that she’s going to be with a human, so... Maybe she has been wanting to date that one. She said that she could never be out in the open with me, and that... she wants to be normal like other humans, which means no gargoyle.

Mckur grunts. “That’s wild. I can’t stand that even when I’m not you. I’ll get us more drinks!” He storms out of the meeting room with wings poised. Even his belly juggles as he walks, which has to take quite some movement to move that size of fat.

But this isn’t the time to mock him, even though he won’t care and always laughs at his beer belly. I just... don’t know what to do.

Logically, it’s not that big of a deal. It’s just a female doesn’t want me as her mate. I’m not dead and no one’s dying.

It doesn’t take long before Mckur’s footsteps come from the door. He stomps on the staircases as if they annoyed him.

“I’m back, champ.” He puts two jugs of beer. “Here, we’re going to drink together.”

I lift my brows at him. “What’s your reason for drinking?”

“Um... To show support.”

I take the jug regardless. It’s just his excuse to sit here and drink with me.

He lifts his. “Here, we’re going to toast for a better mate for you. how dare she!”

I force a smile. “It’s okay, I’ll be fine.” I toast with his jug before I take a long sip. The cold liquid runs down my throat, but it doesn’t help the fire in my stomach.

When will this be over and when will I stop thinking about her?

Chapter 23

Laura

I try to hang out with everyone and do well in class, but...

It’s okay. I’ll figure it out. This may be the first mid-term examination for my college time, but this isn’t the first exam I’ve been through.

My heart races so hard that it may jump out of my chest. I clench a fist, only to find my palms sweaty.

I stare at the partition in front of me that divides the desks into cubicles for students to study. It is a wooden partition board that’s cold and hard, so boring, without a hint of life.

If I’m not in a library, I would be screaming. It feels like I’m trapped. Why did I put myself in such a jail?

Ryan’s on the other side of the partition board, probably doing a lot better than me.

I was hoping to do great in class and everything, but for now, I just want to hide and ignore everything.

I rub my temple, trying to calm myself. Why do I have to be so nervous?

My gut twitches and my mind keeps wandering. I don’t even know whether I can keep going with this.

“Hey, are you fine? You look tired.” I turn around to find Ryan next to me with his water bottle. Maybe he’s here to ask whether I’d want to get a refill with him. The machine’s at the other end of the library, which makes for a decent walk from the seat and can act as a much-needed break.

I pick up my water bottle. “I think I’m just tired.”

He gives me a hand and I take it, despite something in me screaming for me to thank him and move on.

We never said anything about dating each other or something like that. We just somehow always find ourselves spending time together. Or maybe I’m the one finding that out while he has been wanting to spend more time with me.

We head down the corridor between the shelves, heading for water. The soft carpet that layered the floor takes away our footsteps. The warm lighting in the library is there to hide the fact that we’re just trapped here for who knows what.

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