I felt the rush of dithers circulating my hand as it trembles when I made the second attempt to knock on Brittany's door.
I am taking the first step in the path of redemption, adhering to the advice of Dr. Owens, my new therapist. And apologize to Brittany.
I have done a self assessment. And I have come to a realization my obsession with William has made me go off the rail. I am on a destructive path, and I am bringing everyone down with me.
I locked myself in my room for days nesting my broken heart. And my tears kept me company.
I wasn't crying because I have lost William. I was crying because I have been crazily in love with a man who doesn't love me but loves another, my sister. Because of him, I have done terrible things to my sister. I nearly killed her because of him.
And that wasn't enough for me. I had to drug her and made a man sexually assault her.
Loving William brought out the ugly side of me. Loving him unleashed an evil monster in me
