Chapter 111. Space Between Us

I don’t know when I last felt this empty.

I didn’t feel this empty when he used to pick on me and roll his eyes at me. Now, I only feel something like...absence. I need him to survive.

I did this to myself, but it was what I should have done. I do care about him, and for months now, whenever he comes into a room, I feel a pull in my chest. But what I won’t do will always be clear. I can’t pay attention to this chance to do study because Nash and I just had another fight.

I need to be smart about what I do next year if I want to go to graduate school. Nash can come when I’ve had time to figure out how I feel.

I’ve packed most of my stuff. They got me a dorm room at Northwestern, which was cheaper than trying to rent a place for a month, so I only had to bring my clothes and personal things.

Today, I had to go back to the flat to get what was left. Because I thought Nash was still in New York, I didn’t text him. The big blast on New Year’s Eve had been th