As I drag myself to my room, my head is throbbing with anger and uncertainty—uncertainties about how Liam and I will survive in this house after today. My future in this house seems so clouded. My stomach is rumbling from hunger. I feel so lost in thought, but the hunger is so loud. I do not want to give up, but this last blow is weighing me down.
The fact that I do not know what Liam is planning to do about us now is taking a huge toll on me as well. I left him standing like a statue in the living room. He did not even try to stop me as I walked up here. He did not have anything to comfort me with today.
I slam on the bed with my back, squeezing my eyes tight in an attempt to dodge this cursed night. But minutes pass, and there is no hope of me getting sleep any time soon tonight. I giv
