Chantal went towards me and without a word she gave me a tight hug. When I felt her warm arms around me, I can’t help but pity myself more. It hurts so much.
“Am I not enough, Chantal?” I asked while sobbing which she answered by just tightening her hug at me and shaking her head.
“Am I ugly? Did I make him wait long? Do I need to wear clothes like the girl he’s with so he will stay?” I say the question in my head aloud hoping someone can give me answer. “What did I do wrong?” I continued and continued to weep on Chantal’s shoulder.
The whole room is silent and the only sound that can be heard was my loud crying.
I pull myself away from Chantal and glared at my brothers, with eyes full of tears, who are just standing there, not knowing what to do.
“This is all your
