บท 65: The Glue That Keeps Us Together

…Isabella POV…

The hurt in my heart is raging.

I have not for one second let go of how angry I am at Clayton. It has consumed every single fiber in me, and it still has not let go. It is still burning out of control. I am growing closer and closer to the edge, and god, when I get there, I am going to crash and burn.

  My emotions are out of sync, and my mind is playing tricks on me. I have surrendered control over the demons inside of me; they still have a firm grip on me. If I don't find myself between all the darkness soon, then I fear that I am going to be lost.

And lost is what I feel. I will be very honest with myself; I am not as happy as I thought I would be to be married to Clayton. My emotions are mixed. There are moments when I feel guilt and then get those moments where the hints of joy are far greater than regret.

Yes, I feel regret.

What else do I feel… 

I fucking miss the man!