I don't know how I'm able to drag myself upstairs to my cabin. But as I get there, I pull my knees against my body, wrapping my arms around them tightly. I sob quietly, while Eros's words keep echoing inside my head. Was I the one who got engaged to someone else, while promising you to be yours?
I clench my jaw in hurt, how can he blame me for this? I would never do such thing to him! I sniffle, wiping my eyes, even if it's no use as the tears keep streaming down my face. Maybe you're relieved, now that no one's going to be pointing fingers at you, because you agreed to marry an Undefined one.
I bury my head into my knees, letting out a weeping shriek. It hurts. It hurts so bad, that I would gladly open my arms to an assasin. Dying surely can't be more painful than what I'm feeling
