Chapitre 212: Stupid Xhemin

Xhemin cried herself out relentlessly.

She wished she had never said those words to her grandfather. She wished she had never fallen for Darryl and most off all, she wished Huzey was just sleeping soundly at the other room and that she could just sneak into his bed when she felt so sad any moment. But all those were just wishful thinking now.

Her grandfather don't approve of Darryl, as expected of course but she could have talk it through her grandfather if things wasn't as bad as now—all jabbed in a wrong timing and it got out of control. Also, how could she get rid of Darryl now that she had finally admitted to herself that she love him so sincerely and when the Lagdameo heir at the moment was the only thing that was keeping her sane. Darryl was giving her some hope, the hope that she needed at these times.

"I'm so freakin stupid" she said to herself in a muffled voice, dabbing at her face with her sleeve. "And so useless too."