DESIRÉE DOYLE
"It's just a fleeting obsession."
Get out of my head.
"I am not into you as much as you are into me."
Get. The. f**k. Out. Of. My. Head.
"I can't see you anymore, Desirée."
No, I don't want to hear it anymore.
"We are a lost cause."
No!
"Des? Des?" the voice sounded so far away, almost familiar and I tried to hold on to it as an anchor that could keep me grounded in this reality, away from the sinister voices that thrashed around in my head in demeaning tones.
Those words wouldn't stop echoing in my head no matter how hard I tried to get myself to move past it. They were ruining me and I wanted it to stop.
"Desirée? Desirée!" the feminine voice snapped and yanked me out of the hellhole I had been trapped in for days. Heck, my mind has been feeling like a weapon fa
