Grisella's POV
"Why are you doing this to yourself?"
Slowly, I peel my eye lids open. They were heavy and tired from all the work they've been going through these past two weeks. If not three now
"You've barely touched your food. Hell, you've barely been eating these days" Jenna eyes the quantity of the food and then, me.
Groaning, I turned to my side. "I don't have appetite" my voice cracked.
"Don't tell me you're crying again. It's been weeks since everything happened" Jenna sighed softly. "I know you're still hurting and -"
"Just go away" I mumbled under my breath.
I was missing him.
I felt empty without him and i ... I don't even know if he feels this way
How would he feel that way for someone who ruined him anyway?
How would I feel this way for someone whose family ruined me?
"I went away last time and came back to you in a terrible condition. I don't think I can do that, Grisella. Stop pushing me away" I felt the couch dip in from weight, then next was her hand on my ribs.
