The next day after our walk to Atlas, I was not myself from the very morning.
More precisely, it started at night, because I couldn't close my eyes.
All my thoughts were filled with the dilemma that had been bothering me for the past few days.
Yesterday, Blake unexpectedly asked me to become his dance partner, and all I could squeeze out of myself was a promise to think for a few days.
After all, I had to give an answer to both Phil and Blake tomorrow.
But how could I do this when I still haven't decided on a solution…?
I felt almost the same sympathy for both of them, and therefore I was afraid that having made a choice in someone's favor, the second one would certainly be disappointed in me.
And this despite the fact that it was so difficult for me to find friends in this place.
All these complicated thoughts were spinning in my head non-stop since the morning, and therefore everything that was happening around was perceived only as noise in the background.
