Anna
"You said you won't do this anymore, Patrick." I wail in distress and clutch the helm of my garment, my eyes won't stop pouring down tears, and it feels like I am being daggered a thousand times. "How could you do this to me? Is this the reason you didn't want to sleep home last night?"
I glance at my reflection in the mirror, and it looks pale and miserable.
Tears streak down my eyes like a fountain and my body trembles at the betrayal I have to face from the man I love.
Not again— I have had enough.
I dial on my cellphone and fall to the ground, my eyes scanning the ceiling as tears pour down and my body shaking aggressively.
"Hey girl!"
"I can't do this with you," I cry. "I am not okay, Emma. I am so done with all the lies. He did it again after promising not to. How do
