I curled my hands in a fist and stood under the shower. I let the water wash away this feeling but every drop of water that falls on my face made me even more miserable because I know the feeling is not leaving my heart.
Only Christian’s call sucked this out from me but I don't want him to do it, it's intolerable for him. He cannot endure the same thing again- so do I.
I walked out and wore my clothes. Christian was still sleeping so I decided to walk out. The moment I took a step out, I saw Gwen,
"Good Morning Ma'am.”
I just passed her a faint smile. Apart from Christian, I don't feel like talking to anyone and that sometimes applies to him.
Sometimes, I just want to run to a deserted place and cry out loud and let out all this feeling of anguish.
"Ma'am, Your mother and brother ar
