Nine: Breakthrough or Breakdown

My toes brushed my carpet as I swung my feet back and forth. My desk chair creaked in protest from my constant movement, but I ignored it and continued to stare across the room at the open window. My pajama shorts and tank top left little to the imagination, and I had picked them out just for that reason.

Unfortunately, I was beginning to regret that decision as it got colder as the night went on. Gabriel had not messaged me since I had returned home, and I had assumed he was busy.

I knew my mind was my enemy, but the longer I waited, the more I began to second guess whether he was real in the first place. I had read our messages over two dozen times. I needed to ensure that they existed, and so did Gabriel.

Alpha Gabriel.

A werewolf.

Oh, God.

I dropped my head into my hands and let out a sigh of frustration. Crazy. I am absolutely crazy! After all this time, I finally lost it.

The orange bottle sat atop my dresser, laughing at me as if it knew just how insane I was. It was one
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she@dreamsW
this is so heartbreaking, felt bad for her
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Terri P
It breaks my heart that her parents made her feel this way ...
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Melissa Hamby
I don’t like that she thinks she’s crazy
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