By the time the semester slowly began crawling toward its end, Seraphina felt like she had aged years within a few months.
Everything hurt, her body, her mind. Even breathing sometimes felt exhausting.
Sterling Heights University had entered examination season, and the entire campus atmosphere shifted into something tense and restless. Students crowded libraries late into the night, cafeterias stayed full until dawn, and exhausted faces became normal sights around campus.
But while everyone else worried about grands alone, Seraphina worried about survival.
Because failing exams was not even her greatest fear anymore.
Money was. Always money.
Every single day, the thought haunted her like a shadow she could never escape.
If she did not save enough before next semester resumed, then everything she had suffered through would become meaningless.
The revoked scholarship still sat painfully inside her chest like an open wound.
