10:23 p.m.
The lights were all off, and Daphne’s been inside her room after eating dinner, still torn between being happy or being regretful. Due to her overthinking and emotions were basically the ones that ruled her body, she can’t decide whether she’s okay or not. Crap. I know it’s my fault, but I also know that it’s not bad if I dragged them there.
Why do I always end up avenging myself and then think about it over and over again? While in deep thought, her phone on her table vibrated, lighting up on its own and showed Melanie’s name on it as the caller in their group chat.
She got up from her bed and moved backwards, leaning on her bed’s headboard with her stack of pillows as her back’s support.
“I can’t stand it anymore!” Melanie said the moment Daphne picked up the phone. “Me to
