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"Dad, can you stop that? I'm really very tired today." The pressure building up inside me was too intense to ignore anymore.

Marcus I’m exhausted—Goddess, I have never been this sleep-deprived in my entire life. My eyes feel like they’re full of sand, and my brain is a fog, but I wouldn't trade this for anything in the world. It’s some hour of the night; the hospital is quiet, and the only light comes from the soft glow of the monitors.

“Am I not Your servant, Ya Rabb? Did I not live for You? Did I not strive to walk the straight path, even when my legs trembled and my soul felt hollow? Did I not trust in Your plan, even when I could not see beyond my own sorrow? Ya Allah, I am tired. I am tired of waiting for a relief that never comes. I am tired of believing that my patience will bear fruit, when all I taste is the bitterness of despair. I am tired of saying "Alhamdulillah" through clenched teeth, forcing gratitude when my heart is breaking. I am tired of hoping for Jannah when this dunya has been nothing but a grave for my dreams.

I weeped bitterly. Maybe I just don't deserve to live a life brewing of ecstasy. Where is life trying to push me to? Where are people in this life trying to end my life? I am tired God! I am fed up, of life!

I'm so very tired of everything. Why can't I be happy?

Do I have to go through all this? I am tired, my body and mind were exhausted. I’m tired of dealing with things that I don’t like. I'm tired of suffering that after all, I'm not at fault. Why me? I'm not as strong as others. Why is this happening to me? Why do I have to suffer over and over again? All I want is happiness and peace of mind and heart. Quiet life with my loved ones. With my husband.

She retorted irritably. "Maybe the problem isn't you, Audrey. Maybe it's me. But I'm fucking tired." He sighed sharply. "I must have fallen out of love with you somewhere along the line. I can't keep doing this, I feel so suffocated." He said, massaging his temples.

He hated being a talkative, he only wished Jayden was close to him, he preferred actions to words. "Tell me, twin. How's she? Have you been able to screw her fat juicy ass? Well, you better have her now because....I'll be taking over soon" he said and London tightened his grasp around the phone. The anger that he was trying so much to control was now getting the better part of him, he knew that was Jayden's intention. "You should dream on Jayden, cause you're never getting her" he said with gritted teeth and Jayden sniggered.

The pain, the hatred, the humiliation is too much for me to bear. Sweet Moon goddess, please end my miserable life already!