A couple of days have passed and I'm about to climb the walls. Since that day, Ian and I have settled into a silent treatment. Did he really think that after his apologies everything would go back to normal?
He can go to hell. I won't tolerate his stupid games.
In front of the mirror, I put on a bit of makeup to greet Luisa, who insisted on seeing me. So I invited her to spend the afternoon since it's her day off. On the other hand, the lab called to schedule an appointment this Monday to run the tests Terrence urged me to take.
It's official. We're starting this crazy process.
I can't deny that I'm scared. However, I will face it hoping for the best. When I see that I’ve managed to conceal the bruises on my face a bit, I feel satisfied and head to the living room.
The sound of the d
