CHAPTER 83 - Wavering Feelings

　　(Avery’s Thoughts) 　　I am currently at the learning center finishing the final hours of my crash course in Art Literacy and The Way To Curating.? 　　Obviously, my body is present but my mind is elsewhere. It has been almost a week since my last argument with Dmitri.? 　　At some point, I feel relieved since the last argument already made it clear. However, a part of me is mourning for his non-existence.? 　　“Miss Anderson, are you with us?” I finally hear my British professor who’s been calling me countless of times.? 　　“Uh, yes, sorry, what’s the question again?” I ask him. 　　He crosses his arms in front of his chest and taps his right food due to annoyance, “There’s no question Miss Anderson. I am just jutting down the list of students who will participate in our little tour, the one I’ve mentioned a month ago.” 　　My face flustered as the other students laugh at me, “Err, yes, I would love to. Where is it again? And when’s the deadline for confirmation?” 　　“Supposedly today, bu