Chapter 28: Shenanigans

I yawned for what seemed like the hundredth time, struggling to focus on what Professor Reagan was lecturing about. It was important, I was sure of it, because his usual smile was absent from his face. Yet my exhaustion overpowered any desire I had to pay attention to my lecture. I was too tired to even be irritated at the disgustingly affectionate couple that was, as always, eating each other’s faces off a few seats down from me. My wrist felt especially bare, too, without my bracelet. Maman had gotten it for me when I was younger, and I’d never taken it off. It must’ve fallen somewhere that night. 

I’ve barely slept a wink for the past week, but last night had been particularly brutal. I’d tossed and turned, then tossed some more, all night long. When I’d finally managed to ……