AMAL
I shake uncontrollably in bed, unable to keep the tears at bay. Unable to understand anything anymore. How could I ever think Aahil had done something to me? Was I really that stupid?
I release a sad little laugh, wiping away the tears with the back of my hands. I feel so pathetic, remembering all those times I had thrown all the crap at Aahil.
Why didn’t he ever correct me?
I’m still questioning everything when I hear the door open. I quickly close my eyes, pretending to be asleep.
As much as I want to understand everything, I also know that I can’t take any more shock right now. Dad hasn’t even been buried yet and I’d be lying if I say I feel even a little okay.
There is so much going on inside my head and I feel like my thoughts will consume me whole. I pull the comforter
