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Chapter 13

Tessa's POV:
Three days later...

My alarm rings and I practically slam hand onto that thing to turn it off. Today is Hardin's graduation. Ahh, I'm so anxious right now, I hope today goes the way I planned.

I jump out of my bed, goes to the bathroom brush my teeth, check my phone, nothing from Hardin.
I put it down. After I wash my mouth, I go to kitchen, put some hot black coffee into my mug and drank it in in a few minutes, it burns my tongue but I feel a little energize.

I go into the shower, the hot water spray on my back rinse off most of my anxiety. I glide the ‌razor three times all over my body, wash my hair, by the time I finished, their isn't any hot water left. I take two towels from the rack, one for my hair and other for my body.

I wrap the towels around my body and hair. Before going to straight to my room I goes to the kitchen, I need another cup of coffee. I take it in to my room drink a small sip, I'm not going to drink this hot liquid again and finished it in a minutes. I put the mug down on top of the dresser.

I wear a robe and tie the strings around my body, I pull the towel off around my head and start the blow dryer. After blow-drying my hair, I drank the whole mug of coffee in few seconds, it wasn't that hot. Then curls my hair. And go again into the kitchen.

I pull open every cabinet there, for something to eat, I want something light, so I grab the bag of popcorn and put inside the microwave. And make another cup of coffee while I wait for the popcorns to get ready. I feel so agitated and stressed today.

The machine beep, I take out the bag, opened it and shoved handful of popcorns into my mouth. After I ate half of the bag, I put it aside, and drink the coffee, this is the last one I promise. I need more energy.

I goes to my room and start to apply my makeup, I choose to put light makeup nothing much I don't want to mess up because of my anxiety and my long drive ahead today, especially today. I again goes to the kitchen, take another cup of coffee and goes back into my room.

Putting the mug on top of the dresser, I go to my closet and pull out my maroon silk dress from the hanger and slip into the dress. It's looks way better then I tried it on at the store. I drink the last mug, I promise this is the last, coffee and stand in front of the full-length mirror.

"Am I okay?" I tug at the dress and look at the mirror. "Do I look okay?" I ask my mother when she stands outside my room.

"Of course you do, Theresa." My mother leans against the
doorway with a smile. I take a long enough time to look at into the mirror and plans out the things I've to do, inside my mind.

"Daydreaming won't help you get out of the door any faster." My mother walks toward me and pulls open the top drawer of my jewelry box. Dropping a pair of small diamond studs in my palm, she closes her hand around mine. "Wear these. It won't be as bad as you think. Just keep yourself composed and don't show any weakness."

I laugh at her attempt to comfort me and push the back onto the second earring. "Thank you." I smile at her reflection in the mirror.

"You should pull your hair back away from my face, add more lipstick and wear higher heels." She suggests.

"Thanks, but no." I kindly decline her. Thanks again that she didn't push me to do her suggestions.

"How much time do I have?" I turn to my mother and step
into my shoes, ignoring the way she rolls her eyes when I choose the lowest-heeled ones in my closet. I am already a nervous wreck; the last thing I need to add to my anxiety is walking in heels.

"Five minutes, if you want to arrive early, which I know
you do." She shakes her head and pulls her long blond hair to
one shoulder.

"I hope traffic isn't bad. What if there's a wreck? The two-hour drive could easily turn into four hours, and my dress will be wrinkled and my hair will be flat and-"