"Shit, I shouldn't have said that," she quickly corrects herself."What do you mean that doctor, Eva, are you talking about Charles?" I say dumbfounded.I have no idea what she's saying. I don't even watch the news, my social media is cancelled to avoid torturing myself by reading and listening to the bullshit on there, and I can't believe what I just heard.Charles came out to defend me?"You weren't supposed to hear about this," she says, letting out a snort."Tell me what happened," I ask."Ahm, that doctor you know, he gave a TV interview yesterday in which he talked about you," she clarifies, and so many expressions show on my face, reflecting the jumble of feelings inside me. "Originally the topic of the conversation wasn't about you, but... in the end they asked him about what happened between you and he cleared it up.""I don't understand anything.""I think you'd better watch the video, it's on social media," she says, pulling his phone out of his pocket."Charles, it's indis

Flashback:"How much did this cost you, Ale?" I asked."That doesn't matter.""Tell me, I need to know if I could get my finger cut off for wearing this.""Seventy thousand dollars.""Claudia, please react," I am brought back to reality by the voice of my friend, who has placed her hands on either side of my face, causing me to focus my eyes on her. "Doll, breathe."She is with a noticeable expression of concern on her face.The moment her arms wrap around me, unable to contain it, tears spill from my eyes running down my cheeks, and the tightness in my chest increases, this can't be true."Clau, hey you can't let him get to you anymore," she says, trying to remove all traces of the crying covering my face.""I..." I try to say, but I find it hard to speak. "I'm sorry, I just can't."I try to continue, but my breath catches. I can't finish understanding this."Why?," I ask myself after remembering. "Why did he have to do all this to me? I can't take this whole situation anymore," I mu

I stand in my place, not quite taking in what she has told me. My gaze remains lost, and her recent words are repeated over and over again.She's right, I couldn't respond because she spoke the truth. And the phrases that made me feel like the biggest piece of garbage come to mind."I hate him," I hear her mangled voice exclaim, after I confessed to her what happened."You just fucked up her life and sunk her in your shit.""You think she deserves to be with someone like you? An alcoholic and drug addict who isn't even capable of protecting her.""And I bet you even if you died right now none of them would be around."She 's right. It wouldn't matter to anyone, is all I can think and without further ado I leave the apartment through the front door, to run with difficulty and blurred vision up the stairs.My heart seems to feel imprisoned in my chest, my breathing feels heavy, and the voices in my mind torment me.No one would care, she will never forgive me. She'll be happy. I'm just

My eyelids feel heavy, my throat is dry and the incessant beeping of a machine makes me want to wake up.I open my eyes and the first thing I see is the white color of the walls of the place where I am. I look to the side and realize that the sound is coming from the heart rate monitor to which I am connected.Damn, I need water.Just as I'm trying to pull myself up from the stretcher I'm lying on, I notice how the door to the room opens and a young woman in a nurse's uniform enters, and when she sees me, gives me a smile."I see you're awake," she says, approaching me."I'm thirsty," I reply with difficulty."Well, I'll give you some water," he says, taking the jar sitting on the small table."I can," I say when I see her bring the container to my mouth."I know, but I'm going to help you," she says to finally give me a drink of the liquid that cools my throat."Thank you.""You're welcome," she replies, giving me a kind smile."Can I ask you...how long have I been here?""Not long,

Claudia's POVI see the time on the clock and I become alert as I realize that I have to be ready in less than five minutes or else I'll be late.I look at myself for a few seconds in the mirror, trying to make up my mind and finally I choose to leave my hair loose, au naturel. I think it's time to step out of my comfort zone and look a little different.Today for the first time, after how horrible I've felt over the past few months, I genuinely feel good. It's been two months since my first consultation with Dr. Nolan, and I can tell you that, if I have made one good decision in my life, it has been to accept to go to therapy.If it wasn't for his help, I don't know what would have become of me, or at least I don't know if I would have been able to get out of that cave full of darkness, sadness and desolation that I was living in.Today, standing here in front of the mirror, for the first time in my life I realize what an incredible, beautiful, phenomenal, valuable, capable, intellige