Dear Omega,
I'm not in good mood today so I locked myself inside of my room all day. I also don't have the courage to face you right now.
I am thinking if I should continue this. If I should continue living.
If I still deserved to live.
Every night, in my sleeps, your cries haunted me. The way you beg for me to stop beating you that day when you fell into coma and how your eyes telling me what kind of person I am when you woke up made me doubt that I should continue existing.
Damn it. I want to die.
The future Alpha
