If there’s any author that I’ve continuously without strain felt inclined to search for her works and endlessly wait on new works, still
On my sick bed now recovering. I am mad, angry. Yeah I acted tough then. But deep down those words from the invigilator cut me. Just one look at me, and I he judged me, he couldn’t see beyond the pretty face. It pained me more giving how hard I prepared for the exam in my condition. Maybe this beauty is a burden.