No matter how much you prepare yourself, I guess you can’t do much against your worst nightmare. Strangely, the reality is very different from the mess I had imagined. I didn’t think I could stay so composed or even stand to be in the same room as him. I thought maybe I would go insane, scream or jump at him to kill him.
But I don’t feel any of that right now. Seeing my ex standing up in front of me, smiling at me as if nothing had happened, f*****g disgusts me, and my wolf is growly loudly too, but there isn’t much more. I realize it now.
I’m furious at him, and Moon Goddess, I still hate him to the core. But some of that hate as been subdued and forgotten by now. I am now the same helpless, idiotic teenager girl I was back then. I’m older. I have moved on. I found a new love.
Diego ha
