I wake up to light shining through my window and I groan. I don't want to get up and go to work. I don't want to face Mark, it feels as if I have nothing to live for anymore, not even for my job. My dad will notice if I don't go to work, and then questions will be asked and I cannot have that. So I force myself to get out of bed.
The pain is still there, as if the wound cannot be healed. It feels as if it will never. I stopped crying and as I walk in to the bathroom. I try to pull myself together because I cannot let Mark see that I'm hurting. I will take Amber's advice and I hope that I will not breakdown at the office. Better yet, he would make things so much easier if the office was opaque, then I wouldn't have to see him.
I get dressed, and I don't bother to eat anything, so I go
