Chapter 31. Apologies and Goodbyes

The morning came sooner than I had expected, and I looked over at the dirty, old cardboard box a few inches sitting away from me on the floor. It took me quite a long time to find it, and I have been sitting here since last night, my thoughts keeping me awake.

The idea of doing this felt easier, but the reality of it was just the complete opposite. Taking a few deep breaths, I crawl towards the box and then open the box. The first thing was a dusty frame picture of the three of us. It was the last picture we took before that incident.

The last picture where we had big smiles and everything 

felt 

normal.

Observing the pictures thoroughly, I noticed the dark circles under both of their eyes and the tiredness in their eyes. I run my shaky fingers over their faces, and tears drop on the frame. God, why is this so hard? So fucking hard?

Is it because I understand what debts feel like? Or is it because I had those thoughts once upon a time, too? Is det