#Chapter25
Secrets
|Verena|
I sniffed as I stared blankly at the television screen, I had absolutely no idea what I was watching.
Not that I cared.
My thoughts were ultimately consumed by the person who was responsible for my current state. Nate Cohen. I felt like I was going through a bad breakup, which was strange, considering the fact that Nate and I had never been together and I that had only known him for a few short weeks.
I hated feeling so miserable. I hated him for making me feel this way.
/"Damn you Nate Cohen, damn you for being the way you are! I wish I never knew you!/" I croaked out miserably.
I knew I shouldn't have invaded his privacy the way I did but I only did it because I cared about him. I shuddered as I recalled how menacing he'd looked when he'd caught me in his room.