Her story

>>Ulrich

The penthouse was dark, I was too tired to even lift my finger and turn on the light when I arrived. This, or perhaps, I didn’t want any light at all. I felt so miserable I sludged to the far end single seater couch that stood by the window and collapsed on it.

All the excitement, all the hope, all the fire that had lit inside of me vanished so fast, it seemed to have shut down all my other functions too.

I was heartbroken. I thought dealing with Miers would be the end of my problems but even after he’s gone there’s so much to deal with. No, there’s more to deal with.

I took a deep breath and rubbed my fingers vertically across my face, starting from the midpoint of the eyebrow