Chapter 30

The car ride home took forever, I just wanted to get there and lock myself in my room so no one could see me cry.

He really left me, and he didn't even care how I might be feeling.

Lying in my bed, with my head on my pillow and incessant tears streaming down my cheeks, all I wish is that this day is just a damn nightmare and that tomorrow when I wake up, I can realize that none of this happened.

I can't breathe normally either, the lump in my throat still remains, and all I wish is that my chest would stop hurting, that the crying would stop, but sadly it's something I can't contain.

The coldness of his words never ceases to torture me, and the hatred with which his eyes looked at me has remained as a frozen image in my brain.

I wanted to talk to him, I wanted to explain to him what happened, which he did not allow me to do, because his stupid jealousy blinded him completely. It's unbelievable to me, that he could even consider thinking that I preferred Charles to him. Fuck, I didn'