Tori
My palm is burning, screaming at me as it pulses with pain. Way to be stupid, Tori.
It's been twenty minutes since Blaze left me to mop up my tears alone. He hasn't come to check on me or even pester me, which I'm grateful for, needing to process my emotions away from his scrutiny.
Tears might not accomplish anything, but they certainly help heal. Releasing my waterworks and relinquishing my bottled up emotions, exposed feelings I've long since suppressed.
I stare at myself in the mirror one last time, seeing my mess of hair, and my eyes puffy and pink. There's no denying I've been sobbing for a while. I think my eyes have swollen to double their natural size from the tears I've shed.
I'm tired of crying.
With a deep breath, I steel myself for what's on the other side of th
