𝙏𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 | 𝙎𝘽

023.

Kayli sat on the edge of her bed, staring at the empty space where Trevon's things used to be. The silence in the house felt heavier without his presence, each passing hour reminding her of how much she missed him.

Determined to make a positive change, Kayli resolved to focus on herself. One idea kept coming back to her—going back to school. She had always loved learning, and with Trevon gone, it felt like the right time to regain control of her life.

The next morning, Kayli dressed in her favorite blouse and jeans, hoping to make a good impression. She grabbed her bag, filled with the necessary documents, and headed out the door.

The drive to the university was filled with a mix of nerves and excitement. She parked her car and walked briskly to the admissions office, taking in the energy of the bustling campus.

Inside, the office buzzed with activity. Students and staff moved about, engaged in various tasks. Kayli approached the front desk, where a friendly receptionist greeted her.

"Hi, I'm Kayli Stevens. I have an appointment with the admissions counselor," she said, trying to keep her voice steady.

"Of course, Ms. Stevens. Please take a seat; the counselor will be with you shortly," the receptionist replied with a warm smile.

Kayli sat down, clutching her bag tightly. She glanced around the room, noting the motivational posters and informational brochures scattered about.

Each moment felt like an eternity until finally, a door opened, and a woman with kind eyes and a welcoming demeanor stepped out.

"Kayli Stevens?" she called.

Kayli stood up and approached her, extending her hand. "Yes, that's me."

"Hi, I'm Mrs. Thompson. It's nice to meet you. Please, come in."

They walked into a cozy office, and Kayli took a seat across from Mrs. Thompson's desk. The walls were adorned with diplomas and photos of past students.

"So, Kayli, tell me what brings you here today," Mrs. Thompson began, her tone encouraging.

Kayli took a deep breath and began to explain her situation. "With my partner away, I realized I needed to focus on myself. I've always wanted to go back to school and finish my degree. I think now is the perfect time."

Mrs. Thompson nodded, jotting down notes. "That's a great decision, Kayli. Returning to school can be incredibly rewarding. Do you have a specific program in mind?"

"I was thinking about continuing my studies in psychology. I've always been fascinated by the subject, and I want to help people," Kayli replied, her confidence growing as she spoke.

"Excellent choice. We have a strong psychology program here. Let's go over the application process and the requirements," Mrs. Thompson said, pulling out a folder of documents.

For the next hour, they discussed Kayli's academic history, the courses she needed, and the support services available to her.

As the meeting concluded, Mrs. Thompson handed Kayli a checklist of tasks to complete. "I believe you have everything you need to get started. If you have any questions, don't hesitate to reach out."

"Thank you so much, Mrs. Thompson. I really appreciate your help," Kayli said, feeling a sense of accomplishment.

Kayli walked out of the admissions office with a renewed sense of purpose. With a list of tasks in hand, she decided to head straight to the student services center to set up her class schedule.

Inside the student services center, she found a quiet corner with computer terminals designated for course registration. She took a seat and logged in with the credentials provided by Mrs. Thompson. The interface was user-friendly, displaying a variety of courses and their respective schedules.

Kayli's eyes scanned the list of psychology courses. She carefully selected the ones that matched her interests and fit her availability.

She chose classes that would challenge her while also allowing her time to adjust to her new routine. Introduction to Psychology, Developmental Psychology, and Abnormal Psychology made it to her list. She also picked an elective in creative writing, a subject she had always enjoyed.

The screen showed a neatly organized timetable, and she double-checked it to ensure there were no conflicts. With a final click, she submitted her selections, and a confirmation message popped up.

She printed out her schedule and tucked it into her bag. Standing up, she felt a sense of accomplishment wash over her. The steps she had taken today were small, but they were crucial in setting the foundation for her future.

Before heading home, she decided to explore the campus a bit more. She wandered through the library, marveling at the rows of books and the quiet study areas. She peeked into the student union, where groups of students chatted and relaxed between classes.

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As Kayli pulled into her driveway. She parked her car and took a moment to gather her thoughts. Today had been a significant day, one that marked the beginning of a new chapter in her life. She felt a sense of pride and excitement bubbling inside her as she stepped out of the car and walked towards her house.

Inside, she placed her bag on the kitchen counter and pulled out her freshly printed class schedule, pinning it to the bulletin board. The sight of it brought a smile to her face—a tangible reminder of her commitment to herself.

Feeling energized, Kayli decided to celebrate her small victory. She prepared a simple but satisfying dinner, something she hadn't felt motivated to do in a while.

As she chopped vegetables and sautéed chicken, she let her mind wander over the events of the day. Meeting Mrs. Thompson, setting up her schedule, and exploring the campus had all been refreshing experience.

After dinner, she settled on the couch with her laptop perched on her knees. She opened her email to find a welcome message from the university, complete with links to resources for new students. She spent the next hour familiarizing herself with the online student portal, jotting down important dates and deadlines in her planner.

As the night grew darker, Kayli decided to indulge in a bit of relaxation. She drew a warm bath, lit a few scented candles, and let the tension of the day melt away. The water was soothing, and she felt her muscles relax as she soaked.

Her mind drifted to thoughts of Trevon, wondering how his tour was going and imagining the stories he would have to share when he returned. She missed him dearly, but she was also grateful for this time to focus on herself.

After her bath, she slipped into comfortable pajamas and climbed into bed. She picked up a book she had been meaning to read, a novel about self-discovery and personal growth, and started reading. The words on the page resonated with her in a way they hadn't before, and she found herself deeply engrossed.

As she read, her phone buzzed with a text from Trevon. She set the book aside and picked up her phone, her heart skipping a beat. He had sent her a picture from the stage, the crowd cheering wildly, along with a message.

My Baby🤍.
Hey, babe! The tour is going amazing, but I miss you like crazy. Can't wait to hear about everything you're doing. Love you🖤

I miss you too! So proud of you. Can't wait to share everything with you. Love you more. 🫶🏼😚
Delivered.

After pressing send, she put her phone down, a smile lingering on her lips. As she turned off the light and settled under the covers, she drifted off into a peaceful sleep.

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TBC.
Time To Focus On My Girl As Her Man Is Away! 🥹🫶🏼