I couldn’t sleep.
I couldn’t calm down. My heart wouldn’t stop pounding so hard against my chest that it felt like it was about to jump out of my ribcage. Instead, I kept pacing back and forth, waiting for Augustus to come home. I know we had our misunderstandings. I know we fought. But I just couldn’t help thinking deeply. It’s like I can’t shake off this feeling of unease. I know he’s mad at me, and he has every right to be. But is it right for him to leave me alone in the house and go to the bar, even though he knows I’m here by myself, and he's already married to me?
I sighed multiple times, but why am I so worried when I think too much about it? I need to focus on myself, and maybe everything he said was right. I pushed him away. It’s not like we’re really committed to each other.
