STRIKERA week. It had been a week full of confusion, hurt, anger, and then just…haziness. I didn’t know how I was getting by. I just knew that by the third day, I had become awfully calm. There was no raging storm, no signs of any destructive emotion, not even the crippling love that I had for Nora. Everything had been ruined by the constant night terror that came to haunt me whenever I dared to close my eyes.The same place—the cozy cottage in the forest that I would have loved to explore. But, the scene in my nightmare had tainted the perfect location, and the coziness of the place.In those nightmares, I always watched Nora with Dustin in fucked up positions. I had heard her tell me that she loved him and not me. Never me. She had screamed it, yelled it, and confessed her love for Dustin so many times that my ability to feel pain had become overwhelmed and everything had gone cold, numb, and dead. I had told myself over and over again that she had the right to choose, but I co
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