POV: Adan Bradford
Lately, I had just been feeling like a piece of trash. I couldn’t put my head into it, and I was absolutely frustrated and had a feeling of dejection that no one could take away so easily. My heart ached a million times, and I felt like I was hanging by a thread, which was going to break anytime soon.
I was trying so hard to remind myself that I was neither a softie nor an emotional person, but still; my heart couldn’t take it anymore. My family believed that I was going to be just fine, and I was just overthinking everything.
What I had done to Calla couldn’t seem to be flushed out from my memory no matter how hard I tried. I didn’t want to do it; I never wanted to, but somehow, I couldn’t stop myself from doing it. It was now that I believed that truly, a leopard ne
