Alice's POV:
“I want to break up.”
“Why? Please, Angel lets ta-”
“No. I can’t do this anymore. I tried, I really did, but I can’t do this anymore.”
“Y-You can’t do this?”
“I can’t do us.”
I laid on my bed, staring at the white ceiling. My eyes quickly traced around the bedroom, feeling its unfamiliarity. After my breakup with Neilson, I ran back to the place I once called my home.
Curling myself into a ball, I stared at the closed window, hearing the constant beeping of the cell phone.
“I’m sorry,” I whimper.
Soon, my whimpering turned into a silent cry: “I’m sorry Muffin.”
I had to break up with Neilson. I was spoiling myself with his love, neglecting those who are around me. Some people depend on me, and I can’t let them down. I repeated that over and over inside my head
