♕ c h a p t e r f i f t y o n e ♕
— imagination
IMAGINATION IS SOMETHING that leads to tragic things.
The feeling of Carter hugging me was nothing but a delusion of my mind, his touch, his words were nothing but my mind playing games with me. I gulp, there's something wrong with me, why do I keep thinking about someone who claims to hate me?
The soft rain seemed like confetti from the sky. For some reason it seemed satisfying, as if for once, I was not alone crying. The rain was with me, blending with me — washing away my anguish — it felt like a catharsis.
It was time for me to wake up.
This dazed like state I've been in has come to an end. The thoughtless thoughts, the stupid decisions and the laziness of waiting for my memories to return. Believing in people who only mean harm to
