Jessica
“If I let my heart choose back then, you and I must’ve been living a happy life together, away from your family…from his family…and from mine.”
Leon’s words echoed in my head. The clock went past midnight and the sound of the machines mixing in with the pure silence surrounding me does not help in calming my heart too. Sitting up my bed, I stared at the journal placed on my lap, opened on my recent entry.
I am starting to get tired on my weird routine—be happy, get an unexpected news, be sad, get an unexpected news, be happy, and the cycle repeats. One day, I am thanking them for having me, then the next day, someone will tell me that it won’t last long so I’ll sulk in my bed like a brat.
Today, Leon visited me and he was one of the unexpected people that will come here alone
