The next day I wake up tired and dissatisfied from the night before, but it wouldn't do to talk to Maison, he had already left the house.

I don't understand how even on Sunday he has meetings, it's been weeks since he has meetings every day, and I'm alone at home.

Sunday went by and I was alone all day, I just received a message from Maison saying that I had to travel at the last minute.

Weeks fly by and soon arrives on Monday, the 6th of July.

It had been 2 weeks since I was not feeling well, I had nausea, headache and tiredness.

As I always do after waking up, I go to the bathroom to bathe, as much as I wanted to stay in bed, the art course was already coming to an end, so I couldn't miss any classes.