Chapter 23 His Teenage Crush

• Tears streamed down my cheeks as I collapsed on the hard, cold floor. I silently prayed for everything to end as soon as possible because now it was crossing my bearing limit.
• His harsh words had cut through me like a knife, leaving wounds that felt as raw as the ones he had inflicted on my body. The bruises and marks were a painful reminder of his cruelty, but his verbal assault felt like an attack on my very soul.
• Emotional, physical, and mental pain are now getting too much for me to handle.