Chapter 45 - Guilt & Impatient

As I walked back to the library, the storm of rage and guilt roiled inside me, a tempest I struggled to contain. The library was supposed to be my sanctuary, a haven from the chaos and darkness of the outside world. I needed to maintain my composure, to perform my duties with the precision and calm that had become second nature. Yet, the weight of my emotions—raw and turbulent—was almost unbearable.