Prestigent (Chapter 23)

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Poor Christina...

CHAPTER 23

CHRISTINA

"Are you serious?!? Not even a call, nothing! He forgot me, of all people! I always thought Four was a jerk!"

I continue raving in my mind, screaming at him. How could he do this to me? I thought he loved me...

I thought...

I grip a vase filled with flowers and throw it across the room, watching it shatter upon the cold, tiled floor.

"Why did I ever trust him? Ugh!!!!"

I throw myself upon my bed, curling up, hurt.

"I loved him! I loved him so much! I miss Will so much..."

And with that, I fall asleep, my hand cut and bleeding from my tangent. I dream of Will that night, his figure sitting just upon my bed and lulling me to sleep...

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