#Chapter215
I can’t think straight. My mind falling into pieces of broken shards and shambles around my feet and I try to pull myself together, try to be rational about this.
I wish I didn’t love him … I wish I didn’t care, but my heart is shredding and when the dumb door finally opens I throw myself in without hesitation. Stabbing the G button with a force that almost cracks my nail, and I start pacing frantically as I wait for it to move. Clawing at my hair as it finally slides shut and feels like it takes hours to descend to the lower floors.
I dash out in frantically, no shoes on, looking a fright with makeup dripping off my chin amid a torrent of tears, and can only see the normal floor security milling around as the back-door swings shut painfully slow because of its safety hinges.
