SAMANTHA
I was quiet during the whole trip to Jason's house, and I'm glad he didn't ask me any questions or push me to talk to him. He must have felt that I was not in the mood to discuss what I had seen earlier.
When I told him that I'd go straight to my room, he didn't stop me either, being supportive as always.
I should hate Steve, but why was I still hoping? Why do I wish that he had been reliving our moments together? And why am I curled up on my bed, weeping? I thought my heart was already deeply wounded, but what I witnessed earlier penetrated the deepest part of my heart, causing it to bleed continuously, which made me want to disappear into this world.
Bringing Elvira to the place where we met the day after he fooled me was the gravest form of betrayal. How could he?! It was s
