"Ayla"
Jace again called out my name which I don't even know why.
"Why are you calling my name again? Didn't I say I'm too ashamed of what I did? You want me to touch your feet and say 'Sorry brother for taking all of your happiness'. You want to do that right? I will do it", I said and tried taking my feet toward him.
I could see him moving backwards but still, I walked toward him until I find myself in the middle of the room.
"Ayla, what are you doing? Baby, I'm getting worried about you. You won't believe how I was when I got the call about you." Dad again showed me his emotions but it was nothing anymore.
I'm standing in a place where I don't trust anyone now. I have no idea what others think of me. I have no idea. I'm only fifteen years old but I keep having thoughts as if I'm grown long enough to handle myself both mentally and physically.
