f**k him!
Fuck everyone!
The rain came down in relentless sheets, a cold, unforgiving torrent that soaked me to the bone. My hair clung to my face, dripping water into my eyes, and every step I took down the deserted road felt heavier than the last. My beautiful dress was plastered to my skin, and the weight pulled me down as if the fabric itself wanted me to sink into the earth.
I should’ve run when the first drops of the second round started, but I didn’t. Instead, I’d kept walking, convincing myself it would stop. It didn’t. Now, with the rain pelting me like tiny, icy needles, I was regretting every choice that led me to this moment. But I didn't regret the fact that it —at least— covered my tears.
The road stretched endlessly before me, glistening like a black mirror under the dim
