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Chapter 150: I Can't Turn Off My Feelings Chapter 150: I Can't Turn Off My Feelings Marshall

"You are right, that is hypocritical of me." I said, I had always planned to forgive my friends, I just needed a bit of time.

"I am glad you agreed." Angelia said and the corner of her lips tugged upwards slightly like she was about to smile but she didn't. "What about our situation?" She asked.

""What do

what do you mean?"

"If we ever work this out, how will it go with you as my professor?"

"Simple, I will quit."

I

"You have already handed in your resignation letter, right?" She asked.

"Yes, but that is after this semester. I meant, I will quit at once." I shrugged like it wasn't a big deal, and in the grand scheme of it all, it wasn't. I wanted her back more than I wanted my last semester. She blanched.

"I can't let you do that."

"And I will not let you risk expulsion." I said and her eyes narrowed.

"It is a good thing that we were not together because I won't allow you to lose last semester. I know how much you love your job."

Not as much as I love you, I thought, shocking myself speechless at the realization.

"Why do you care about that?" I asked softly when I was able to collect my thoughts.

"I hurt you." I added.

"Yes, you did but I haven't stopped caring about you just because you hurt me. I can't turn my feelings off, even though I might wish to." The last part was said in a whisper but I still heard it.

I didn't focus on that, though, instead I focused on the fact that she still cared even after what we had done. If she still had feelings for us, there was hope.

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me, I just....I will text you

a ride? I offered, wanting to have as much time with her as would allow

would like to walk." She stood up

what it is worth, you should give Riccardo and Kingston. A friendship like

that should be treasured."

was right though, I should forgive them, I already had. I was just too stubborn to admit it to

gone from view. This

I had ever had, I just hoped she had found what she was looking for in my answers, and I hoped it was

I was a child. The second thing I learned was that words wouldn't help me. Those two things were something I had

to hear it, so there would be no second guessing about what I actually meant. Words were important, that was something I had learned recently. Words were significant because there were things not even action could express. I was baking when my phone vibrated at the kitchen island behind me, indicating a text message. Whenever I needed to calm down or just needed someplace to think, I found myself either baking something or cooking. But it wasn't

should have shared with her.' I said to myself, remembering the text message I had sent to her yesterday before my fight. Turn

I could also see how much she meant to me when she was starting to impact me as a person. There were few I would change for, and she was one of them. Drying my hands on my apron,

me at Rock Hard Cafe in Ogume in one hour. I will

down at the screen

place, I will be there." T I replied to her text message and a second later, I noticed that she

had happened, the pain I had amassed yesterday in the ring was just a distant throbbing and my mind was too busy thinking of her to give any attention to the bruises. There wasn't a parking space near the cafe, so I had to walk a few minutes to get there. I didn't mind, though, it was a nice enough evening. The sun had set but the temperature was still warm. It wasn't until I got to the cafe's backyard that my nerves buzzed underneath my skin. I knew this wouldn't be an easy conversation. s

She

was

The second I got near, she turned around as if she had sensed me. Even sadder, she was still the

eyes widened as she took me in, from the bruises on my cheek to the

the hell

I said, taking a seat on

demanded, her words cut but I deserved her anger. "Sometimes, I participate in illegal fights." I

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couldn't understand why I