I keep pretending that it doesn’t hurt, but it does—so much. Why can’t I just be enough? I can’t shake this feeling of being invisible, like I’m fading away while everyone else shines. Why do I care anyway? I wiped my cheeks and stopped midway, looking back to see if he's behind me, but he wasn't. I want to laugh, I want to pity myself, but I can't.
I may belong to them, but they are not mine. The princes of Crescent High are free to do whatever they want.
I ran through the woods, my feet pounding against the earth with a fury that matched the storm raging inside me.
I hate her.
I hate Colt
I hate all of them.
But most of all, I hated myself.
My lungs burned as I pushed myself harder, faster, trying to leave behind the image that was seared into my mind.
Sweat mingled with the te
