Chapter 35: The Unwanted Cycle

What should I do now? I stared in frustration at the bloodstains on my underwear. It was only a few dots, light red, just enough to signal what was coming—either later today or tomorrow. Of course. This must have been the reason for my foul mood this morning, the reason why I lashed out at Jeremy. I was on my period. Great. Just what I needed right now. My stomach churned with discomfort, and I cursed my timing. Did Nick have sanitary pads? Did **Rose**? The thought of asking her made me snicker. She’d probably laugh in my face or use it as another excuse to punish me. Knowing her, she’d rather let me bleed out than offer any help. "Olivera?" Nick’s voice echoed from the hallway, pulling me back to my current predicament. I sighed, biting my lip. How was I supposed to tell him this? It was beyond awkward. I stared at the door, willing myself to come up with something to say. "Olivera, are you okay?" he asked again, his voice tinged with concern. Instinctively, I nodded, even though I