Albert
Looking at my reflection that is staring back at me through the mirror, I run my thumb over the corner of my lips and wipe the blood clean. I'd never thought Phil's hand can have this much strength. He has always looked a little thin to me.
"Do I deserve this?" I murmur to myself, staring at the moving lips from the other side of the mirror. To say I feel guilty about what I have done is an overstatement. I did nothing wrong. I didn't promise Phil anything the day he told me he loved Cindy. However, I can't deny the pity I have for him. He has been in love with Cindy for a long time, yet he never has the courage to ask her out. The hidden feeling must have built up within him and is awaiting time to explode. I don't appreciate being treated as a punching bag. Still, I get a taste
