Danica's POV
Bianca slept off before the end of a romcom drama show she was watching, while I couldn't stop thinking about my meeting with Joey.
I acted okay back there but deep down, I was anything but. I couldn't help wondering if all she said was the plain truth or if she said all that out of spite to make me give up.
Did my Father really have no faith in me? Did he really not think for once that I could succeed? Had he really totally dimmed me unfit of being capable of something good?
Those questions kept racing through my mind, keeping me wide awake. Sleep had totally eluded me despite the tiredness that raked through me.
I sat on the bed, staring at Bianca's peaceful face for a while before looking straight out of the window.
All my life, everything I've done, I did to please
