After the painful confrontation with Aubrey, when my heart shattered, my life fell apart. I returned to my empty shelter, exhausted.
I fell on the couch in my room, hiding my face in my hands, my eyes dried from the anguish, impotent to produce further tears anymore. I lost my purpose in life, betrayed by the person I deeply loved.
I was on the couch, powerless, my weak heart couldn’t collide anyone’s gaze with anyone anymore. Cress felt compassion for me as she had never seen me this agonized before.
She didn’t like me being hurt by someone who didn’t think twice before breaking my heart, but how will I convince the soul which loved her?
My heart broke, not hers.
Cress gave me some water, sitting on the armrest of the couch, not sure how to deal with this situation, but I felt devoi
