I arrived in my apartment with my mind totally in disarray. I no longer know whether to continue fighting for my relationship with Killian or just give up since he, himself, had no plans to make things work. And to be honest, I am tired already... I am tired of forcing things to go my way.
Running my hands on my head, I grabbed and pulled on my hair as a scream left my mouth. How long do I have to endure these things? Nothing's just working out... if I try to be my old self again and just do whatever anyone tells me to, they would just take advantage of me. And now that I am trying to go against the waves, I would still drown and exhaust myself. What in the fxck should I do, then?
In the midst of all this confusion, my phone rang, snapping me out from my thoughts. It was Killian.
Stari
