I walk out of the warehouse, the strong gust of biting cold air, hitting my face as if punishing me.
I pull my coat closer to my chest as I walk and moments with Hiram come flashing back to me. I love him. I love him so much, so so much. Then why did I do that?
How could I?
These questions keep pestering me and disturbing me as I walk keep walking. I have no idea where I am walking to or why I am walking. I stumble on a stone, trip and fall.
Tears start to fall from my eyes, not because I am fell down on the ground, but because I fell down in my own eyes. I hate myself.
I am still laying on the road crying, little drops of blood falling from my forehead. I see shoes of a man. I look up and see Rick.
“Hey Sarah, what happened?”, he says with concern marring his face as he holds his h
