What is love to you? Is it something that hurts so much that it feels like you are being pricked by needles all over? Is it an abyss that keeps dragging you in whenever you try to get out of it?
Sandra has been trying to get the right feeling to describe how she felt the past few days but she couldn't place her hands on it but she knew it has been exhausting.
She has been exhausted trying not to remember his face, trying to forget he existed, trying her best not to even let his thoughts cross her mind but she has been failing woefully.
Instead of her getting rid of the memories she was getting attacked by them. What has she done so wrong? Why can't she have a break?
"Sandra, we are here?" Sandra heard Becky announce and she jolted out of her reverie and Becky sighed. "Are you sure you can do this? I mean you can always bail on it till the movie promotion starts," Becky advised but Sandra shook her head.
