Zen POV
I lay on my bed with a hand on my stomach, the other on my forehead. I was staring at the glow in the dark shapes, stars and dinosaurs on my room's ceiling all day.
I feel empty.
I feel so lifeless.
It's as if all the life in me, has been drained, sucked to the very core of me.
After the incident with Sam, everything has changed.
I flinch at the mention of the incident, it's as if hearing a painful ringing in my ear. I cringe every single time. It almost, immediately, brings me back to that very night.
I didn't like recalling it.
I was a coward.
I didn't even ran after her.
I was frozen on the bench.
Unmoving - unsure what to do.
She must hate me more than she used to now. She must think that I just wasted, yet again, another chance. She must hate me with her gutt.
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