MAGNOLIA
The car parked by the foot of the massive building I grew up in. I didn't wait for my dad or the chauffeur to open my door when I climbed out of the confined space and stormed into the house.
I am aware of the violent clinking of my shoes against the floor, it is rude, but I am struggling with the weight of my fragile legs. At this point, my heart had bled too much. I can feel the world shrinking with each step I take. If only there's a maximum of cry called enough that we will be drained of all emotions, I could say I reached that limit.
I encounter Gunner by the hallway. He towers there as though he was waiting for someone, me clearly.
My face softens, and so as my heart for seeing him here. But despite my gratefulness for his presence, I couldn't wrap my head around wha
