Chapter 6

I hadn’t heard from Chris in a few days. Every time I tried to call, it went straight to voicemail, and my texts were left unanswered. I was worried. And sad.

He had thrown a lot of hurtful words at me. And I hadn’t just forgotten them. But they didn’t automatically cancel out the fact that I had feelings for him. That was something I couldn’t help, so of course, I was worried.

To top it all off, I still hadn’t found a job. I was loath to dip into my savings because I had so much planned with them. But I couldn’t starve either. And the food is definitely not as cheap as we would like to think.

It didn’t help that all I had was a useless undergraduate degree, no work or internship experience, and not enough funds for training. I honestly don’t know what went through my mind, picking History to study. I mean, sure, there were people who got great jobs with history degrees. But without internship experience, it was ba