I wish to shut my eyes, but the very moment I do so, the scenes keep repeating in my head, and the echoes of Dazia's voice come ringing near me as if she's standing by the foot of my bed.
Faye left the lamps of my room on, knowing that my nightmares had only become aggressive from the past nights. She also left a bell that will summon anyone to my assistance whenever I need them.
My lack of sleep and the strong desire to throw up every single time weakened me day by day. What's worse is that I allow my body and mind to convince me that I'm defeated; there's no more hope.
I will be lying when I say that Rhys' outburst this morning had not affected me at all. His words punched me so hard in the gut that I had to throw up in front of him. My response angered me; I only proved to him that I am indeed worthless.
