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Chapter 115.

The days have become a monotonous cycle of solitude and despair.

The urge to call for help consumes me but I decide to drown myself with the thoughts that I’m not good enough, trying to stop myself from dialing any number.

I know I’ve lost my job, I have to use some money for my savings to buy groceries and food items. And even though Kendra doesn’t know how I’m feeling, or where I am, I appreciate the fact that she still sends me some money for my upkeep.

But the truth is my old home has become my sanctuary and my prison, a place where pain is my only companion.

Jim constantly texts me, his texts are filled with threats and demands, and a part of me wishes he loved me as much as he said he did.

He loved me enough to not treat me this way.

His constant calls and texts have only deepened the well of sadness that I've fallen into.

I clutch my phone, hesitating to read yet another message that's likely filled with anger and hurtful words. The baby inside me, a tiny flicker of hope and li
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