Chapter 25

The pitter-patter of the rain bounced off my windowsill with the sky dark and overcast filled with menacing clouds. My notebook is blank with the paper damp with my tears as I sit down near the window and scribble away my pain.

There is something so beautiful about darkness, the distracting voices of other people diminish, it's when you see and feel what's deep within you where, you can be anything.

It's when you look at yourself trying to have hundreds of conversations with yourself to figure things out, to somehow not drown in this sadness.

My throat is sore from all the screaming I did once I reached home, thrashing my bed and breaking things, because that’s how I feel inside like every piece of me is breaking slowly.

I let out all my frustration, I couldn't control myself with the adrenaline in my veins but now even moving a little hurts, I blame myself for trusting so easily.

Seriously! Were you that desperate for someone's attention Lilyana?

Disgust rolls over me remembering I c