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Chapter Twenty Eight: The Bitter Taste

Neerah

“I am sorry. I don't know what came over me! Shit!” He apologised!

It's like pouring cold water over my feverish state! It felt like a surprise zombie attack.

I went from a hundred degrees to zero flat. I am so outraged! He is playing pingpong with my emptions!

There is self pity, disgust and a number of other emotions I didn't wish to delve into right now.

I closed my eyes, feeling a blanket of negative energy wrap around me like vice. It feels like emotional abuse. I am the one who let it happen to me. No one else. Not even the perpetrator of my doom.

We did not have lunch that day. But he still bought me food to take ho9me.I want to shout at him that I do not need his money or his damn food. What I need most is for him to stop giving me hope! I need for him to choose if he was the hero in my story, or the damn villain!

I wouldn't speak to him again because I am so emotional. Honestly? I want to hate him too but I know know that I could not. It feels physically impossible.
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