CHAPTER 23
BLOOM
I scrubbed the pan really hard even though it was not dirty. I was not supposed to cry or feel hurt but maybe it was the fact that I had now completely been cut off from that one person I felt cared about me even just a tiny bit, that hit me so hard. After Raymond, there was no one who had looked at me the same way until Vincent. He made me feel safe to a certain extent and now that we were officially over even before we started anything, it made me feel like I had been thrown right back in angry lion’s den that I had thought I had crawled out. Finally, unable to control myself, I let the pan drop on the sink as I let tears flood my cheeks. Why did my life have to be this messed up? Nothing was great in it and I had no way of figuring out what exactly I was supposed to d
