CRY OR BETTER YET, BEG
“Enough, Selena. Don’t speak of things that isn't a concern of yours. Else you’ll die faster than you should.”
Silence fell after that statement.
“I heard she tried to kill herself,” said Hannah, the one with freckled cheeks, her voice sounded almost wistful. “That was why she went into coma. I envy her she was lucky, even for a second—to escape this hell, just for a heartbeat.”
“You’re right,” Stacy whispered back. “It must’ve been peaceful… I wish I had her guts.”
Selena added softly,
Miren slapped her forehad.
"Gosh, why ain't they listening, if anyone hears us gossiping we are done for".