Roseline Angelina Black.
Emptiness...
Deep, blank, troubled emptyness...
The remaining days of the honeymoon passes like a blur, a black and white aching blur. Adonis hasn't spoken a word to me after that night, he doesn't even stay in the same room as me , let alone realise my presence. I know he isn't specifically fond of me but him acting like I'm invisible just breaks me.
It doesn't help when I'm mad at myself as well. How could I so easily give in to him? How could I be so dumb to be played by his spell? He was drunk, didn't realise what he was doing and I was gladly giving in to kissing him.
Just it never happened...
He left me there, rejected and sad. But what right do I have to be sad or disappointed in him? He doesn't love me , I'm not even a tad bit important to him. Scarle
