Warning, self-harm!

Aurora

I didn't spare any more time listening to them as I grabbed the cleaning equipment, and raced to the next available window.

That was it. My morning was ruined.

With tears pouring down my eyes, I put on the gloves and proceeded to clean the windows.

The excitement I felt was dead now.

The song and chirping of the birds that serenaded me meant nothing to me again.

Dax's words were like a sharp knife that stabbed my heart, reopening a healing wound.

His words were like salt that rubbed an open injury.

It stung me, filling me with searing pain as I remembered my past.

Transferring...