I took the razor from the table, Throwing it out of my sight. I didn't mean to fall in love with her.. I wish i didn't make her go.. No amount of money was worth this.. I quickly ran toward the razor i had thrown, Held it to my wrist, not thinking of how much pain it would bring me, and cut threw the skin on my arm, watching the blood flow out of me, small amounts at a time. Suddenly, She walked in..