"Tomorrow, you promise yourself, things will be different, yet, tomorrow is too often a repetition of today. And you disappoint yourself again and again." - James T. McCay
"Have you gone crazy, Aunt Rose? Why did you do that?" Josh looked flushed and wild-eyed. He was hopping mad.
They stood outside the private room of the hospital giving Maya and Alex much-needed space to discuss things.
"It had to be done." Mrs. King swallowed down the icy lump in her throat.
"Aunt Rose, I don't care about Alex but what about Maya? Do you think she deserves this?" Sasha whispered, pleading with her.
Josh whipped his head around so fast he was surprised it doesn't fly off his neck. "Excuse me? You don't care about Alex? What the fuck is going on Sasha? Last we spoke, you were on our side helping Alex take revenge on Maya. Today, you are on team Maya?"
"I care about Maya. I always did." Sasha stared ahead, her eyes locked with Josh.
