#Chapter 193: I Was Wrong

Alarmed by my recent decline in grades, I dedicated myself even more to my studies. Burying myself in the books was helping in multiple ways. Not only was I keeping to my learning track, I was able to distract myself from my plethora of fears. They still existed inside of me, but when studying, I felt like I was combatting them. Yes, my grades were slipping, but here I was, doing something about it. Yet even with as hard I was working, occasionally a lone, wayward worry would slip into my thoughts, making me lose my place in the texts. When that happened, I grew frustrated. That frustration left me vulnerable to more intrusive thoughts and worries, until I was practically reliving Lamar’s attack, or rereading the forum on that vile website, or remembering how desperately Joseph wanted me out of the way. The lack of sleep probably didn’t help. I had continued staying with Asher, which was the only reason I slept at all. But even his calming presence couldn’t chase away the night