She couldn't sleep! That dratted man still wouldn't allow her such luxuries. She laid there, struggling to think of anything but, but it was futile. She hurt everywhere... and who the hell ever said the heart was just an organ and love was a trick of the mind must have been a pained fool! Why then the hell did her chest feel like someone dug their hands into her chest grabbed her heart and continued to squeeze, tight.
Even with not tears left to cry she felt agony. She felt regret, she felt helpless. Why did she ever believe him when he said he loved her? She promised she would never be one of those naive girls that got deceived by a guy. She was better than that, oh, what a fool she'd been. She shouldn't have judged in her heart. Look at her, even worse off than the others.
