#Chapter368
/"I can’t just stop giving a shit about you. It’s not that easy. This whole thing is killing me, and I don’t know what else to do but talk to you about it. Your head is not’ the only one which has been fucked up by this./" I push open the door and head into the room distractedly, shutting it fast and latching the lock to make sure I get no interruptions. I move to the table and perch on the edge, trying so hard to keep myself together and hold the cell close as I can, to be able to hear every single sound from her while I get to have this small hold on her. I visualize her in my head and sigh at the fact she is finally talking to me.
