She couldn't trust. No matter how hard she tried. But she felt herself stop. Because she did trust. Two people the most. And she put them so high, that when they messed up even the tiniest bit, she flipped and blocked her heart.
As the clock ticked, he heart hurt more.
She read the thing to send tingles up her body, but She was still mad. Well, she wasn't mad, but She wasn't as well off as last time it happened.
She wished she'd never let them have her book. She cursed herself. Because they now knew now, but she wanted someone to understand, and the page claims they do, but they don't. No one understands ever.
Why did she expect it this time.
