Sayra
I locked my gaze on him as he sleep while sitting in a chair. His head is resting on my bed, and his hand is gently holding mine. When I regained consciousness, the first thing I saw was Redon's sleeping face. I -, I was hoping to die that night, and I was certain that if I lived, I would hate life, but here I am, staring at the guy next to me. I can't put into words how I feel right now; my mind and emotions are mixed up.
My vision began to blur, and I realized that tears were slowly streaming down my cheeks. I barely bit my lower lip as I tried to remain silent while sobbing. Memories of what happened started flashing back in my mind slowly breaking my heart into pieces. Why? What did I do to deserve such cruelties? Why is it supposed to be me?
I looked up at the ceiling and inh
