Skyla
I woke up with a headache. I heard someone was calling my name and throwing small droplets of water on my face. With great difficulty, I opened my eyes and got to see a familiar face that was so close to me. I blinked a few times for adjusting my vision. When the blurriness in my vision adjusted, my eyes met with familiar blue eyes. He looked worried while he was watching me. Rubbing my face, he asked, "Are you in pain, Skyla?" Yes, Emerson. But now only now, but for a long time in my life which are caused only by you.
I wanted to tell those things, but he would not get whatever I say. If he had a heart, he would have never done such things, which may push me to darkness and depression. I gave him a fake smile and moved away from him. Turning my gaze toward the window, I found ou
