Jane's POVThe next morning came and I found it hard to get out of bed.The bright sun was already entering my room through the curtains, it was too bright for the kind of mood I was in.I felt heavy, my eyes had gotten swollen from all the crying last night. I grabbed my blanket and wrapped it very tight around me. I wish I could stop the noise in the world, the gossiping people, and the shame.I could still remember the headlines of the news in my head.The more I thought about it the more I felt sick. How could something that felt real, something that filled me with happiness, become such a mess?My phone vibrated somewhere around where my blanket was. I didn't pay attention to it for the few times. It could be more hateful messages. Or more people pretending to care about me just to get more details from me.Then Sarah's voice came from the living room. “Jane? Are you still sleeping?”I didn't answer her. I couldn't say anything.“Come on babe,” Hannah said. “You have been inside
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