Brinda's P.O.V
I kept looking at the ceiling, wondering what connection Jason had with Miss Cash, but my head kept going blank, which only got me more frustrated than ever.
“God, I hate my life right now.” My mind kept thinking of the worst, as always, but I knew that I needed a distraction to redeem my brain back to normal state.
I stretched my hand under the pillow and checked the time — 7:11 p.m and I felt like time wasn't on my side today.
“Brinda, love, you've got to get a hold of yourself baby, you got this.” My brain kept saying in a tiny, faint voice, but I knew I still needed something to relax my system.
I crept out towards the door hoping that I won't get a sight of Jason because I know it would never end well.
“Ouch” my foot hit the wall forcefully, creating excrucia
