Her words squeeze my heart, they press down on it making it hard for me to breath. A joke? When did I ever joke with her?
" What are yóu talking about Elena? I don't think we are on the same page here." I ask, keeping my voice down to not...
Her words squeeze my heart, they press down on it making it hard for me to breath. A joke? When did I ever joke with her?
" What are yóu talking about Elena? I don't think we are on the same page here." I ask, keeping my voice down to not...