Hope POV
Once again, the world ended for me. Did I deserve such a punishment from my life?
Did I do something bad or hurt someone to get this judgment.
Even in my deep sleep, my soul was terrorized with the loss.
Like a horror movie, it played again in my mind as if somehow my brain was unwilling to let the images go, and in its attempt to analyze, them it made him see it all over again.
Being shocked was not even close to what I felt.
When I woke up, I cursed myself. What more I needed to see?
I released a desperate wish to see myself dead; maybe the death could bring peace for me.
For the last two days, I was crying like hell, and yesterday evening when I heard the news, my body shut itself to feel the pain anymore.
I gulped the lose but, I didn't mourn him.
I didn't want to m
