AURELIA

I didn’t sleep.

I couldn’t. I just couldn’t turn it off. I couldn't sleep because I was angry. My chest kept twisting with pain and frustration that I wanted to cry. I had slapped a maid who had come to ask if I still wanted my late night snack.

How dare she come asking me such stupid questions when I'm boiling?

I laid there on the bed and every time I closed my eyes, I saw him again—Del—walking away. Not angry or conflicted just calmly. I didn't want to do what was on my ...