Link's POV:
The worst type of pain is when it is mended in your soul.
My pain is deep.My pain is sad.
Anger can turn into tears.Fast.Fast as lightning.
Christy no longer speaks to me.We grow distant and aloof,but we fake love for sake for the sake of our children.
My tears feel like burning acid.I reach out for my knife.
I glared at it.Should I do this?
The shiny surface of the knife was sinister.
What would Rhett say?
Swiftly,I cut myself.I ignored the screams of pain in my soul and smiled like a psychopath.
Somehow,this made me feel lighter.Like I could fly.It's like a drug.Bad for me,but makes me feel better.
I heard my doorbell ring.Rhett!He was coming to my house.I couldn't let him know!
I got on a hoodie and quickly opened the door.
Surprises await.