I was standing in front of Tiffany's room, I took a deep breath as I was holding the door knob. I was nervous and I didn't know why, I was also ashamed of what I've done.
My Fany needs support not a fight, she needs love not being judged. Cut her some slack, she's depressed. Geez.
This time, I must be strong for her. I won't let that happen again. I won't be affected anymore and I'll go extra mile for Tiffany. I won't let our relationship just fizzle out because of this circumstance.
I twisted the knob and slowly opened the door, my heart palpitated when I saw Tiffany. It was terrifying to see her like that. I panicked but I have to do something so I forced myself and I immediately ran to her, she was holding a scissor and she was cutting her wrist. I could see some blood were dripping
