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114 | the family dinner diaries.

SHAYLA'S P.O.V 

I woke up with a familiar sense of sadness and the familiar sense of resentment bubbling up in my chest.  

But it was a very welcome feeling, much better than the self-pity I had allowed myself to wallow in last night. I felt so sorry for myself yesternight, wasted so much time in feeling bad for myself. I was also scared, so scared for accidentally showing Cameron a very vulnerable side of me.

After returning home with Cameron, I had beelined straight to my room, but sleep had no intentions of embracing me. I felt so shitty that I had gone back to the kitchen & polished up tubs & tubs of ice cream - one after another. I felt quite sick after gobbling up the third tub of ice cream, but I pushed it down my throat nonetheless, my own, personal form of torture.

You are disgusting. You should be ashamed. The words seemed to haunt me all night, keeping me tossing & turning in bed. All I needed was a rescue, j

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