#Chapter 131 Patience

I stood for a moment, aghast. Then I shook myself from my shock and ran after Andrew. I found him in the hallway and soon caught up to him. “Andrew!” I called after him. He did not slow down. “Dammit, Andrew, stop and talk to me.” He came to a halt, his shoulders stiff, but he kept his back to me. “What?” he snapped. “I want to know why you’re so upset.” He cracked his neck and clenched his fists. I felt the urge to reach out to him, to hold his hand, but something told me that he needed his space. “I do not want you to campaign with me anymore.” “What?” I stormed around him until I could see his face. “No, you are not starting that argument again.” “It won’t be an argument if you just agree to stay away from the rallies.” “Is this about my episodes? I promise, it won’t happen again—” “You can’t promise that. It’s something that you can’t control. We both know that.” The agitat