Mia.
Distress.
Extreme suffocating pain keeps pulling at my heart.
I should have never indulged in matters of the heart without knowing how to handle them.
I didn't even give myself time to grieve over my father. I depended too much on Rico, and he left.
I was ready for him.
I thought he was into me but no. I fell for the wrong guy.
The man simply left me on his bed, helpless and crying, and just disappeared. Today marks the third day, and I haven't seen or heard from him.
I lack the strength to call Rico. Carl reaches out though. He tries to make me understand that he is just confused and he will be back.
Carl said that they don't know where he is either, and everyone is trying their best to find him.
I believe if the man cared even a little bit for me, he won't be doing this.
