Onika's pov...
I don't know since how long I am curled up in this corner and staring at the ceiling.
After his ultimatum, Agustin went out of the mansion in a haste and hadn't returned back yet. The way he looked when he left the room, I am afraid he will do something reckless.
Everything is repeating in my head again and again.
I feel hot raging anger built within me after his confession..... but there is also a little part of me that can't help but feel pity for him. I can't possibly feel pity for him after what he did.....but I do. Agustin's broken face just keep on flashing infront of my eyes, make me overcome with remorse.
Why don't you understand Agustin the Onika you loved is long gone with the Agustin I loved. We can't live with each other without getting hurt. We can't live
