Chapter 76

I have no idea how I got back to my apartment. I went straight to Aly after leaving the place where Ivan and I talked, as far as I knew. As my mind was wandering, I have no idea how I got home, if I was with her, or where I rode. I didn't tell Aly what occurred, but the next time we meet, I'll tell her everything.
This is my plan. I wanted to tell him to stop it all, but I didn't expect it to come to this. I'm not sure what will happen to us because I have no idea how he feels about me. I'm not sure if we're okay, and I'm not sure if we'll speak when we see one other again.
Do I have the right to message him and ask him about the issues that are bothering me? He's become my friend in the brief months we've been together, and I'm sure he felt the same way, even though he liked me. I'll respect his decision because it could be awkward for him to be friends with me. I'll only talk to him if he speaks to me, as I don't want him to believe I'm vying for his attention.
For the time being, all I have to do is explain what truly happened between Ivan and me to others who have a distorted view of him. I just have one idea for how and where I'll explain things, and perhaps I'll be able to persuade them to believe what I'm saying.
I understand how important it is for Ivan to keep his immense popularity. He is our campus dean's only son, and I am certain that what is going on in social media right now will be a major issue for him. There's a chance his parents will be disappointed if they find out, so I need to find a means as soon as possible.
It"s already 2:23 a.m. and I still don"t change clothes. I was still wearing the dress and heels I was wearing to the party as well as the coat that Ivan had put on me. I was in the living area and sitting on the sofa as I placed the bag and gift that would have been for Ivan on the mini table. I have a sticky feeling on my face due to the make-up that has spread across my face from crying earlier, and I also have puffiness in my eyes. Before I stood up and entered my room, I pushed myself to take off my heels. I took some clothes and went to the bathroom to shower.
When I feel the chilly water splashing on my skin, I close my eyes. I washed my entire body while keeping my eyes closed. It didn't take long for me to shower, and once I was clothed, I headed straight to bed.
I was staring at the ceiling and had no intention of going to sleep yet because I first wanted to find a way to resolve the issue with Ivan, but my body wanted something different. I could feel the numbness of my foot because of the heels I was wearing earlier and I could also feel the weight of my lid. I couldn"t resist the drowsiness that enveloped me and I wasn"t even able to comb and dry my hair.
The next day, I awoke with a headache and achy muscles throughout my body. I sat up and leaned against the bed's headboard while closing my eyes. I was dehydrated and dizzy as I opened my eyes, leading me to clutch my temple.
"What's wrong with me?" I mumbled as I take a deep breath. I forced myself to remove the towel that was in my wet hair and leaned my head against the headboard of the bed again. I didn"t have the strength to stand up and drink water so I stayed in that position. I have no idea what time it is now and I also can"t remember where I last put my phone.
I get a fever-like feeling. I'm sure this headache will go away eventually, so I'll simply wait. It occurred to me in the province as well, and I healed quickly, so I shouldn't be concerned. There's only one thought in my head right now: how I'm going to fix Ivan's problem if this is my condition.
It took me a few minutes before I opened my eyes again, but nothing had changed in what my situation had been before the reason for me to bite my lower lip. I lay down on the bed again and then I massaged my head even though my hand was already weakening. I feel hot, but the sweat coming out of my body. This fever won't last long; perhaps tomorrow it will dissipate, and I won't die if I go without food for a day.
This is one of the drawbacks of being alone: you have no one to worry about you and no one to look after you if you get sick. I couldn't get up, and even if I forced myself to move and get out of the bed, I knew my body had fallen to the floor. I'm going to inflict additional misery on myself, so I'd best just stay here and wait for this headache to pass.
I fell asleep again and when I woke up, I had no idea how long I had slept because I couldn"t see a clock. I don't have my phone and the wall clock is in the living area. I felt a little better because I wasn't dizzy anymore, but when I sat up in bed and leaned against the headboard, what I thought was gone recurred. I tried to step my foot on the floor while closing my eyes again so I wouldn't be feeling lightheaded.
I stood while holding on to the study table to have support for my body. I felt like I had lost my saliva so I forced myself to get to the dining area. I don"t know where I"m going to fall, I don"t know if I"ll get to the dining area with no bruises on the body.
I moved out of the room and into the living room cautiously, my hand and back bumping against the wall. I was becoming increasingly dizzy, so I did not wait to be knocked down. I sat on the floor and crawled to the dining room with my hands, feet, and ass. Since the light was turned off and the windows were shut, the entire space was dark. Amidst my terrible situation, I couldn't help but feel sorry for myself. I appear to be old, having been abandoned by her child, and I must crawl to survive each day. If I had been in the province right now, I would not have had to deal with this because Auntie and Uncle were willing to help me.
It is quite difficult for me to be alone, but I must persevere. The progress is sluggish, but what matters is that I'm making progress. If I feel tired, I can take a break and resume when I'm ready. I take a break from heading to the dining area and rest my head on my knee while leaning against the wall. As I was catching my air, my throat became much drier.
I heard a knock on the door, but I was unable to lift my head to look in its direction. I had no expected visitors, but I hope I heard correctly because I need help at this time. There was another knock on the door, but I did nothing to respond. I couldn"t cry, I couldn"t ask for help.
My body had become even more weakened, and I lay on the floor. I'm no longer hot, but rather cold. I heard many knocks and saw someone move the locked doorknob repeatedly, but I didn't even know who it was until I heard a tremendous crash on the door. That stranger pounded the doorknob several times till I could see light streaming from behind it.