Enzo
I've been in this hospital bed for days. I'm so done with it. I want to go home to my own bed. I can't sleep here unless I'm doped up to my two eyeballs. And I fu.cking hate being doped up! I don't need painkillers; I need to get back to everyday life.
I'm a terrible patient. I don't know how Paige has put up with me. I've done nothing but snap at her and make her feel like crap. And I was a complete cun.t to her earlier.
Why did I speak to her the way I did?
Why did I tell her she and I could never be anything to each other?
We can't, but I didn't need to speak to her like I did.
The look on her beautiful face tore my heart out, and I had to turn away from her. She thinks I fu.cking hate her.
How could I let her think that I hate her?
I'm a fu.cking cu.nt, that's why.
Th
