That morning, a thought brought her out of the bed. A feeling to free herself from this now before things got worse for her. The reason she went on with this has made it clear there will be no hope for them in the future, and she was not the type to be confident enough to pursue what she wants. All she needs to do now is to suppress whatever romantic feelings she has for him to get her friend back. It's okay not to get your dream love, but it is the worst feeling ever to lose a good friend.
She rolled out from her bed with teary eyes and a renewed level of low-self esteem. Her cat, the only companion that truly understood her, remained by her side all night. Her cat did not sleep throughout her breakdown, watching her with confusion as she cried, wetting her pillows with her tears. The pain of rejection depriving her of sleep and having her mind awake and filled with all sorts of thoughts.
