Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Syrah crossed one leg over the other as she looked down at her contacts and blocked Cardi and Noir. She didn't want any parts with them anymore. She kept thinking, you don't have to do anything you don't want to do. She didn't want to do it anymore and if it was any easier than just saying that then she was going to make it happen.
Suddenly, her mind went to Raymun. The words seemed more powerful when he said it to her for the second time. It was something about him showing he cared even though she believed that he didn't really care about her.
She had never met a man that truly showed he cared even though it was a feeling she thirst for. She wanted someone to truly love her.
She was misguided and easily influenced for that one purpose. She didn't know how love was supposed to look so it was hard for her to even believe it existed; especially when not even her family displayed it gently it.
All of Syrah's life, she had received tough love and all of her life, she had searched for something a little more gentle. She never found it.
It had been two hours since Amora left the house and Syrah was just laying there, finally calming down. She looked at peace, and for once she felt it.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
