Oh No I'm Devastated Gif Novels & Stories

Clutching the black box tightly, despair and grief consumed me. I couldn't hold it in anymore. I broke down, sobbing in the hospital room.

My all-black ensemble was now marred with blood, a visual representation of the devastation he had wrought. I closed my eyes, gathering what little strength I had left. I stood up slowly, ignoring the throbbing in my hands. "Don't worry, Damien," I said, my voice barely whispering. "If my presence makes you sick… I will gladly leave. Please take care. I'm sorry and goodbye." With a heavy heart, I turned and walked towards the door, leaving a trail of blood in my wake. The blood was a tangible manifestation of my broken heart, a testament to the years of unrequited love that had finally reached their devastating conclusion.

"What am I going to do?" She knew tears were coming soon, her throat and chest burning from the desire to let it all out. She'd choked back her emotion at the club, not wanting anyone to know she was devastated by all that had gone down. She needed some alone time and it was coming around like a speeding train. Kari took a shaky breath, letting her arms drop to her side and giving her attention to her friends. "I need some time to myself if you guys don't mind. Just want to process this and see what it means for me, you know?"