Where's Molly (Cat and Mouse, #2.5)

by H.D. Carlton

I just… I can't take this anymore. I don't want to die, but I don't want to exist. And I wish with every ounce of my soul that I was never born. That I had never been brought into a world so cold, violent, and full of heartache.

And the worst part is that even though I feel dead inside, I'm painfully aware of how alive I am. I dread every night when I fall asleep because I know I have to wake up again and do this life for another day. I just don't want to be here. That's all I want.

They wanted us to weep for them, but the only thing they ever made wet was our eyes.