: : : Sophie : : :

I sit on that floor for hours. Long after I heard Nick leave the apartment. I keep pressing the towel to my forehead and after a while, the bleeding stops. I don’t think it’s that deep of a cut, so I’ll be fine. But still, the open wound on my head is the least of my concerns. I just feel so lost right now. I don’t know what to do with myself anymore.

How did I get here? How did things get so messed up?

I know I’m in the wrong for that kiss and ...