Chapter 55 Getting Angry

• Determined to put an end to all the package I have received, I take a lighter and using one of the decorative plates in my room, I set everything on fire, wishing that it all burns together with my feelings and thus, disappear together.
• He knew how to move his pieces, that's for sure, because the drawings were of specific situations where his feigned charm made me very happy and, at the same time, foolish. That's why, with more anger, I watch as the drawings burn on the wooden plate.
• "My first mistake was accepting you as my boyfriend. I shouldn't have pitied the man who spent six months asking me to be his girlfriend with drawings that once made me smile and now I hate just thinking about them," I say, watching as my perfect face on paper disappears.