Ella's POV
I knew that time would no longer be my friend, I knew it would rebel against me and run as far as it could away from me, because I knew that my tale of misery was indeed one for the books and, for me, there was no time enough in the world to tell it.
I saw the sun slowly rise in the sky as it was almost the break of dawn, and I was still trying to summon up the courage to tell my story. I continued to drink, hoping that I could find the courage that I needed, but the alcohol did nothing to help me. It didn't even make me as drunk as I wanted it to be.
'' Liquid courage my ass,'' I screamed to myself.
'' I can see it is hard for you, you don't have to tell me anything if you don't want to,'' I soon, heard Micheal say.
I looked at him, and he had this comforting look in
