Chapter 24: Pampered

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When I woke up the next day, I felt so blissful because of the evening I had with my girl after taking our friends home. I thoroughly enjoyed their time here, but what Mia and I talked about was something I really needed. It had been a long time since we discussed our future, dreams, desires, and things of that nature. So, to have a moment where it finally happened, I couldn't have been happier with such an outcome. Aside from our heartfelt talk in general, I absolutely loved how my girl started the conversation off by teasing me.

At first, when she said that I wanted to impregnate her, I was so baffled and a bit unsure how she knew I really felt that way. Ironically enough, I completely forgot about getting plastered the night before, and the second she mentioned that part to me, I remembered. There have also been many times when I questioned if we were ever going to actually get married because we've been engaged for what seems like an eternity. Still, when she said she saw us being married within a year, I knew, deep down, that it was happening.

Things in our life have finally got back on track, and I felt content. I feel this way because I, unfortunately, made a mess of things; I lost my focus on our love, which never wavered, and it was only doubt that convinced me as such. It messed with my work and studies by allowing that to happen, but not by too much. Either way, I'm honestly so glad to be back on track with my thesis, and for the last couple of days, Mia helped me study for my final exams. With the help of Agatha and Mia, and after many additional revisions, I felt that my thesis paper was perfect. I was ready and confident to submit it to my teacher.

I made sure that my workday would start in the afternoon because I needed to take my final exams early in the morning. After that, I would present my thesis to the school's dean, a few advisors, a couple of students, and the department head of psychology. Technically today would be considered my last day of college, but I wouldn't know if I graduated until after my thesis is discussed and approved. When I explained all of this information to Mia, she assured me that I would pass and told me not to worry so much. I was very grateful for her help, and even if, for whatever reason, I couldn't trust myself, I knew I could trust her. This thought always grounded me and made me feel better, no matter what. I love being able to trust in the woman I love, which allows me to not doubt myself anymore.

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It had been over an hour since I turned in my thesis paper and took my exam. As I sat, patiently waiting to be called in for the presentation, I listened to the song "I Burn" by Jeff Williams featuring Casey Lee Williams. Last night, Mia sent me a link to this song and told me to play it today before my presentation as it reminded her of me. For some reason, this song helped me feel at ease and not overthink everything. Maybe it had this effect on me because Mia introduced it. The only thing that mattered here was the fact I was listening to it nonetheless, and it was working.

When I arrived, I was informed of how the day would go and what steps I needed to complete everything. First, I would turn my paperwork in, which gave my professors the time they needed to read it while I took my final exam. After that, I would wait to be called into the room to present and go through my thesis content. During this time, I would need to be ready to answer whatever possible questions they had.

I knew the student portal website would be uploading my scores soon, and I made sure my phone had that website loaded and ready. I refreshed the page from time to time, hoping that my exam would have been graded and posted, but each time proved the opposite. Unfortunately, this waiting game was driving me up the wall. Eventually, I turned the music off and decided instead to text Sara while I continued to wait.

Cambria: "Buttercup, whatcha' doing?"

Sara: "Showing a house to a potential buyer; they're roaming and checking it out while I wait in the kitchen."

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