#Chapter25
Leonardo Point Of View:
/"She deserves it!/" I told myself after berating her.
I maintained a tight grip on my chair with both my hands to stop myself until she leaves my room, so that my traitorous legs might make their way to her, my stupid hands might not hug her and touch her and assure her that I didn't mean whatever sh*t I said to her.
She deserves my every fu*king insult for cheating on me, for trapping me into her web of lies.
Then why?
Then why I feel like I should f**king kill myself for being a jerk to her!
Why?
Then why I feel like I should throttle my neck whenever I showed her right place to her!
Why? Being with her or seeing her everyday makes my inner-self calm whereas her disappearance makes me tense, afraid and weak.
I was a happy man before. I f**king never cared about others falling but now...
