Diya's POV
I kept on massaging my temples with my head ducked down. The headache was slowly getting onto me and I groaned thinking about the situation that I got caught up with. Is it me finding problems or the problems keep on finding me? This is too much. Just too....much. I had so much on my plate until I got confused about what to do next. Ria saw my discomfort and strolled towards me. She patted my shoulder, giving me an encouraging smile. But I had no energy to smile back. I just nod my head and started massaging my throbbing temples once again. Ria pouted seeing my lack of response to her smile.
Sorry, Ria. I have no energy for this. It's just getting too much for me. Nothing seems to work....NOTHING! God....I need to get out of this place before it eats my brains. I just need alone time for myself to sort of the things going inside my mind.
"Diya...."
Now, who is this?
