Her rage.
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I’ve let a vampire kiss me, I’ve let a devil bring me to his favorite spot, and I’ve let the both of them in my life. “Everything’s messed up because of me, isn’t it?” while muttering to herself, the darkness of her unlit room just made her thoughts more unbearable.
The light of the crescent moon that peeks through one of the half-opened windows failed to pass through the unmoving curtain, making it look like a fragment of light that remains before darkness completely envelopes the entire place. I messed things up, didn’t I?
With her thoughts circulating inside her already-confused mind, her unstoppable tears caused her sobs to be more audible as she continuously shed tears for everything she was thinking of. The feeling of sadness, self-blame, pain, and anger piled up
