Chapter 27

Alyssa

I wrap my arms around my chest as the cold breeze blows in through the window. I'm broken.

Azrael tried to kiss me earlier. The passion and the flames humming during our fight must have ignited something within him. The man bent down to claim me, but I won't accept the love of a man who came to tell me he would choose someone else.

"He is such a jerk!" I promised myself that I wouldn't cry over Azrael. I've shed too many tears over that man already, but I cant fight that lump rising in my throat. And with devastating certainty, I realize I can't hold back the flood.

Tears drip down on my dress, and I bite my lower lip so hard that I can taste metal. I hate how it feels like I'm constantly drowning.

"You cry an awful lot these days,"

I swing around so fast I almost fall down from the windowsill. A gasp escapes my lips, but I manage to regain control, only to have my legs halt and freeze in midair like my thoughts.

Sleepy!