The nurse did the bedtime check as she did every night. I sat on my bed, staring off into the darkness. When I could feel myself starting to panic, I closed my eyes tightly and tried to focus on my breath. But no matter how hard I tried, Steve's voice kept echoing in my head, taunting me with his words from our last fight.
"Willow, you're pathetic. You'll never be good enough for anyone," he sneered in my mind.
I covered my ears, trying to block out the sound, but it was like a relentless storm that wouldn't let up. The air around me felt heavy and suffocating, making it hard to breathe. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. I had cried enough over him.
Suddenly, a wave of emotions washed over me, and before I knew it, I was screaming at the top o
