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2022-01-26 21:09:12…Isabella POV…
I have just told Clayton to get out of my sight.
He seems to be holding a secret, and that in itself, not even knowing what it is, has driven me beyond mad.
So I am left here with nothing but my thoughts and an evil that is growing inside. I have tried for the past several hours to let go of what is haunting me, but every time I think of him, I fall apart. The edges of my restraint have snapped, and I have stopped thinking straight almost an hour ago.
There is a darkness that is surrounding me with a suffocating grip on my chest. My only aim now is to rid myself of the pain that has consumed every fiber in my broken body.
But it is not working.
I am busy going fucking crazy.
Should I continue on this path, I am going to come down in one hell of a spectacular way. Crash and burn that is what Isabella Jones is famous for.
All because of you, Clayton Jackson.
But because of you, I have fou
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