It doesn’t matter how much time has passed, every time I think about it that makes me cry. It hurts my heart so much, takes me back to the time when I felt helpless and so broken. How do I move past it? How do I trust him again? I couldn’t. And if I did, wouldn’t it be the betrayal to the girl I see in the mirror now, who had learned to smile once again even when tears shine in her eyes. ~ A. Gupta.
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VIOLET
I Am going to kill Daisy. The thought was constant in my mind as I sat there stabbing at the tomato on my plate. She sat only for a few minutes, shovelled most of the pasta in her mouth and then declared that she had to go somewhere very important. Liar.
Now, I was sitting here trying hard not to run away like a scared little girl. I don’t know why I was feeling this way, but si
