“I want to come back, Father”
“It is not the right time”
“But it hurts, it hurts so much”
“Please”
Rosalie POV
I don’t want to get up, I don’t want to move, I don’t want to open my eyes. I just want it to stop. I just want the pain to stop, I just don’t want to feel anything right now. Anything at all.
I put the blanket around me as I get up to go to the washroom. As I look up in the mirror, I see the face, the person who doesn’t deserve love.
The tears start again, and my hands are in a continuous motion to wipe them off. I pity the girl I see in the mirror, how much she gives but it is never enough, never enough for someone who will never like her.
It won’t be enough for them, that she makes them smile, it won’t be enough for them that she makes time for them, it won’t be enou
