CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
I THREW THE FILES ON THE FRONT SEAT as I entered my car, with tears streaming down my face. It was still as blurry as the moment I saw it, and all those things that has transpired. I don’t even have a concrete plan now that I have plummeted once again, but I knew where I was heading. My entire body was trembling in plethora of emotions that rush down in me as I still couldn’t gather my thoughts and rearrange them in such ways that would be easier for me to comprehend. It was quite overwhelming for me to realize how much they get worse overtime; why would they hate me for such silly choices I had when I wasn’t even capable to have proper judgments, what do expect from a sixteen-year-old girl who’s not so wise about her decisions in life. I hate so much, the way they discarded the chance of
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