JONEA
All day, I feel uncomfortable and like there is something wrong with my body. I was not at all enthusiastic about attending lectures. I couldn't even focus on the things around me.
"Let me take you home," said Marilyn when we had just left class at the last lecture.
I'm very nervous. Until now, I haven't told Marilyn anything about where I live or with whom.
"No need, I can go home myself."
"How could I let you go home alone in a condition like that? Your face is very pale and your body is shaking. Do you have a fever? I won't be able to rest until I make sure you get home safely, Jonea!"
I bit my lower lip. I'm very restless. I also couldn't tell Marilyn that Owen was coming to pick me up. She could ask endless questions if she knew Owen was involved in my life.
Maybe Marilyn
