My days passed like a blur. I also just locked myself in my apartment for a whole week and if Hans hadn't bothered me, I wouldn't have been able to go out.
All week I reflected on what had happened in the past few days, and to this day I still cannot accept that my actions were just like that. And every time I do that, I only prove more and more stupid for that person.
But is it my fault?
I have been questioning myself about it and this is the worst part of it. That every time I punish myself for my actions I always end up with another question; that if it's my fault, I'm still acting like that even years later? Is it wrong for me to be like that because until now I am not ready? I'm not ready yet because I'm still hurting.
I sighed.
I never thought I would end up with this thinking, with this situation.
If I only knew.
"What do you and Russell have?" Reysa asked. Startled, I turned to her.
This woman, come to me just for that question. It was still work time and many papers are waiting on my desk for today.
"Friends." I answered.
"Friends my ass. You're always together then just friends? Who are you kidding?" She said.
"We're just friends." I repeated.
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