Jocelyn's POV That's it, I've had enough! I've had it to my limit! “I can't do this anymore.” I whispered to myself, staring at the ghostly figure staring back at me in the mirror. I had spent all night thinking about Daniel, about us, about everything that had happened. And I couldn't stop trying to figure out why he was avoiding me. Giving me unnecessary space that I didn't ask for when I needed him the most. It didn't make any sense to me. I couldn't sleep, I couldn't think, I was scared to my bones. My chest won't stop beating fast, my skin won't stop crawling, I couldn't stop looking over my shoulder. It felt like I was being watched in my room. I was starting to go crazy.I had even tried playing some music to set a lighter mood but it didn't work. All I could think of was the crazy nightmare that won't stop playing in my head and I could no longer take it. I flung my bed cover away from my body and moved to take a glimpse at myself in the mirror and hell, I looked ter
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