3. She...

I'm sorry, Mother.
I'm really, really sorry.

It wasn't my intention... Please, don't be mad...

I'm sorry for being weak.

I'm sorry.

I'm so, so sorry...

. . .

I was weak, I couldn't control myself or my stupid emotions.

She saw me crying.

I thought se would laugh, I thought she would tell everyone.

But no...

She stayed with me.

She hugged and comforted me...

...Why?

Why did she do it?

I haven't done anything but hurt her and laugh at her since we've meet, then, why was she so... Kind to me?

I don't deserve it...

I will never say it, but... I was happy.

Being between her arms, while she comforted me, cry freely without anyone laughing or judging me... It felt good.

I don't know what to feel...

I want to get closer, talk to her.

Ask why she did it, after all I've done to her and her friends, after everything I've done to her.

Told her I was sorry...

But I can't...

Not me.

I don't deserve it.

I don't deserve her forgiveness...

I don't deserve her...

. . .

Still alive 💀✌️✨

🦊 See y'all next week... Hopefully 🦦