CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

GINEVRA

I stepped on the accelerator like a mad person on the loose, swinging my car from one side of the lane on the highway to another.

I drove like I had been living with a death wish as I continuously took out my frustrations on myself—both with words, and with my actions.

The back of my head had continuously met the headrest with hard slams, and my fist had continuously rammed into the steering wheel with so much force my knuckles were ripped apart.

"How much more do I have to endure in one day!" A scream tore out of my throat, my eyes brimming with tears.

Elena's words clouded my thoughts, disorienting my conscious state, forcing out screams of profanities from my mouth.

I had tried so many times to shut out my raging mind, but nothing had worked.

Without the pills, my mind was the loudest—sickeningly loud.

The voice in my head was constantly reminding me that I was a failure. That voice had continued screaming my shortcomings at me until my skin shivered with guilt.