I felt panicked as I blankly stared at my pocket watch. It finally really hit me when it stroked a minute past eleven.
William was gone.
I felt more sad than angry. In all honesty, I did not know what I was doing. My child would have to depend on a mother like me, I did not know what I was doing. Shot to pieces, emotionally not there. I knew the reason why my mother had purposely let me sleep in, if she hadn't... I did not trust myself either maybe I would have went to see William off.
Why am I so stupid?