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Daniel.

She was still everywhere at the back of my mind, and it made it more difficult that she left some of her things around that I was seeing more frequently.

Still I searched my way out of the madness that was consuming me deeply, at the moment I was in her old room looking around and filling my mind up with things that needed to go.

It made more serious the fact that I had heard more things about her, it left a feeling that felt almost like betrayal.

But do I deserve to be angry at her yet?

A part of my mind made me seem more or less like a hypocrite, I was undeserving of her love no matter how hard i looked at it, at the same time the fact that she had lied to me as well as realizing there was more I needed to find out, like who else was lying.

When she had left, she made certain that she didn't take with her anything bought by my money, it was all there— the bags, wigs and more.

It smeared a feeling of bitterness in my soul enough that all I felt at that moment was anger, ange