Chapter 165

Nyla:0I glanced at the time on my phone as I rushed out of the lecture hall, and my stomach twisted. I was late again. I hate my life! My shift at Subway started ten minutes ago, and I could already feel the anxiety crawling up my throat. I hated this–always rushing, always feeling like I was failing at something.I started half–jogging across campus, my heart pounding from more than just the run.“Wait for me. Nyla!”I turned to see Susie waving as she hurried after me.“Sorry, Susie, I can’t wait.” I said breathlessly, barely slowing down. “I’m already late for my shift.”