8 | Her 'Worth'

Phoebe’s POV

He knew it

He knew it from the moment when the words left his mouth

It was evident from his guilt-ridden face that he crossed the line

You see this is what I hate, in normal situations like these; I would’ve probably lashed out. But this isn’t normal.

No

What we have is far from normal if we even have anything at all. Even though I stood stock still like a statue, my insides were hurting from excruciating pain. This is what I hate about mental sufferance, if the pain is physical; sure, just apply for a fucking medicine over it. But the mental pain, oh lord that was a whole different scenario.

The feeling was like a torturous nightmare you can’t get rid of, almost indescribable. Like someone tearing at your insides and you don’t even have any clue on where to apply the ointment or where to seal the wound.

I take a