Chapter 8

Mia.

Just say it" I defeatedly mumble feeling lost.

"I'm sorry Mia, he couldn't make it"

I don't even know when my phone dropped on the floor. Without the energy of picking it up, my legs on their own accord lead me out of the stall like a zombie.

Everything and everyone around me blurs and all I could do is cry.

The day I have been dreading came so early and found me unprepared.

God, this is so hard.

I have been walking for hours now, and I don't even feel tired. I just want to be away from the world. I hate how reality slaps so hard.

Maybe if I stay away some more, I will eventually wake up from this horrid dream.

I spot a beach and decide to take refuge in the water.

The place is calm with the tender evening sun. Families and couples are all over having fun and enjoying each other's company.

I never had that.

There is no day we went out as a family. The only thing I have been doing from the moment I could walk was throwing knives and aiming guns.

The only outings mother to