*Shelby*
I managed to calm myself down at my apartment, telling Lin and Aubrey that I really couldn't talk right then, because my head wasn't in the best spot.
I drowned myself in books, particularly those of law, to remind myself just how important this was to me. I couldn't let some lovestruck incident stop me from chasing my dreams.
When I finally looked at the clock, it was 11:03 PM. I gasped, surprised at just how well losing myself in rounding out my studies had worked to eat up time.
Tossing and turning in my bed, I couldn't get Michael's expression out of my head. Everything about that situation made me feel horrible.
Had I made the right decision?
I still felt that strong urge to contact Michael again and apologize for how I behaved.
Running back would achieve the oppo
