#Chapter 232: Ethan
Grace
The morning arrived like a veil of fury. The sun was too bright. The bed was hard. The sheets were itchy. I was pissed for reasons I couldn't understand. I woke up with a knot in my stomach, an inexplicable irritation that cast a shadow over my mood.
Everything irritated me
As I went through the motions of getting ready, my frustration and irritation got worse and worse. I tried to figure out what it was. Was it the unresolved tension with Charles? The extra debt? The knowledge that I still had to figure out what would happen with Devin or what. Maybe it was just the lingering echo of the disappointment I felt leaving his office?
Whatever the reason, I had no patience. Even the mundane task of choosing an outfit felt like something ready to make me blow my top. I felt like I was going to scream. My hands were shaking, looking into my closet. My eyes burned. My whole body felt like it was screaming.
My irritation intensified as I descended the stairs and found Eason in the ki

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