MYLA
I was still at Gerald’s Villa, I didn’t bring it up to him that I wanted to go home because I knew he wouldn’t agree to it and I wasn’t in the right mind for any conversation so I just told him to drop me off at the Villa which he did. There was nothing wrong with the apartment or anything in fact it was perfect almost too perfect every corner entailed luxury but it just didn’t feel comfortable for some reason I just couldn’t feel at home in it. I just felt like how a visitor would feel visiting someone’s house that was how I felt with it.
I felt very down, I couldn’t tell why maybe it was because things weren’t going well, it was like I was in loop hole. It was even hard to explain the overall feeling was difficult to decipher, unlikely Gerald I didn’t want to be stuck trying to ge
