Beatrice
My entire life had been filled with sadness. I was used to people being taken away from me. Most of the time it was expected. Both my mom and dad were sick, so it made sense. That didn’t make it hurt any less. The sadness still consumed me and filled me. I understood what Teresa was feeling. Maybe not to the full extent, because what happened to her boyfriend could’ve been stopped, and what happened to my parents was no one's fault. I still managed to try and find a way to blame myself though, so I figured Teresa had already dug herself a deep hole of blame.
I wasn’t sure if she had ever talked to anyone about it, but judging by how she was going to hurt herself earlier, I figured if she did, it didn’t work.
I woke up after a little, and I could hear Myles’s low snoring. I ma
