Alysson POV
It’s been a week and I haven’t done anything, but stay in my room and cry. I don’t know how to do anything else. I feel lost and guilty. It was all my fault. I killed him. I should have fought my father harder and I needed to stop and think for a second. It was raining and he was crying. I shouldn’t have let him drive off. I should have held on to him tighter. I should have done anything other than what I did. I’ve hardly ate. I’m too upset just looking at food makes me nauseous. I feel like I don’t deserve to eat. I’m responsible for the death of the love of my life. My father is getting fed up with my behavior. I don’t understand how he can’t understand what I am going through. He felt this pain when he lost my mom. He should understand. My hatred for him has grown tenfold.
