Sebastian
Cold water was not helping in calming my racing heart down. I did not if it was anger or what that made a venomous feeling spread through my entire chest, grasping me under its cage each time I took a breath.
I hated her. I hated her. I was supposed to hate her.
What did she mean to me? Nothing.
Emotions make people weak, it ruins them and their lives, it cages them in the false forever till they are either dead or....their lives are taken away from me— And I was not weak. I was not one of those who could be destroyed.
I was Sebastian Valdez— I got no emotions or attachments. My heart was cold as stone, I did not allow it to feel anything.
In all these years I have kept myself the way I was meant to be, I never let anyone shake me from my ground, then why woul
