Emily's POV
(Two months later)
I sat on the bathroom floor, face deep in the toilet, throwing up for the third time in one hour, and feeling as miserable as a hellhound.
When I managed to sit upright, every intention to stand up left me instantly. I wanted to stay down.
Every single strength I had in me left me without warning.
My mind wandered to two months ago but I blinked back. I didn't want to cry again.
Crying never solves any shit, if it did, I would be the happiest person on earth right now but it doesn't.
So, I didn't.
I guess, one can decide to stop crying…yes, they can because I just did.
I shut my eyes tightly to stop the panic and the tears from flowing.
Damn it!
"Breathe, Emily….breathe"
I took a deep breath but before it could work, there was a knock and the door opened.
It was Cassidy.
"Are you okay?" She asked me.
