What have you done?
I wanted to drink. It hurt.
We stopped by the yellow house with the big terrace decorated with flowers. It was night, but I could clearly see the bright and fresh color of the sunflowers the house was painted in. Jeff …
My body and mind took so much effort not to lose control. I wanted with all my heart to rip his head off. Because of …
The car was luxurious and expensive. It was one of those fast, red shiny models that are good for going to parties. You know, when you go to your favorite club to come across as a big shot. While we waved the driver to stop, I realized the car was very familiar. But, I couldn’t remember where I saw it.
First I blamed myself for everything that happened.
I looked at her face. She was crying. Silently.
My eyes hurt. I felt something irritating. Maybe it was the sun that went from mild and cozy and became sharp and irritating. So, I put my glasses on. I felt at that moment like nothing could stand in my way. I needed to get him and felt Jonas is not in the best shape to do this mission. There was only one man who could do this effectively and that was me.
He was there, all serene, gazing at the sky.
“Ice queen” #amwriting