How am I supposed to survive here? It would be much better if I had been ignorant, unaware of his demonic intentions and kept going on.
But now that I know everything...
What the heck was I supposed to do?
"This.. has to be a lie... it can't be..." Whimpering, I entered the room with weak steps.
"What should I do?" I whispered, tears covering my vision, purloining my strength, my ability to perceive.
They left but they invoked a destructive storm inside me.
'Those words, those smiles, the admiration, affection, even those touches... were all of it a lie?' I thought, shutting my eyes as the tears I held back so far began to spill.
Was everything a method to manipulate me?
Wiping my eyes, they fell on the prayer mat on the ground, abandoned to be with him, just lyin
