DABBY:
After Damien said that, and I went to my room, I sat in front of the dresser mirror in the room and stared at it for a long time. Tears seemed to be lurking around my eyes, but they weren't coming out for reasons I could not explain. My heart was just hurting.
I didn't know if it was because he said we shouldn't do something like that, or that it could never be us. Regardless of what he was pointing to or talking about, I felt so stupid and dumb. I felt bad for myself, and sad that I had let my guard down.
'Just how could I be so screwed? Why would I be attracted to my stepbrother of all guys? Why would things choose to go wrongly for me? Why?' I pondered so much in my heart, and was unable to sleep the entire night.
I couldn't cry as I liked to let out my burden, and I couldn't
