Releasing 10 (Boys of Tommen, #6)

by Chloe Walsh

“She’s not crazy.” “She’s not normal, either, Mam,”

The pain was instant, and it was glorious.

nothing I’d ever tried before compared to the peace I found from the sharp edge of a blade.

I was trying to survive and had finally found a way to make it through the days without wanting to die.

Sitting around the table for Christmas dinner with my sister’s empty chair was a stark reminder of how we would never be a family again.

It was how I had learned to function. To bury it all down.

“I just wanted to be normal, okay!” I screamed, tears flowing freely down my face. “I just wanted a fucking shot at being like every other person our age who doesn’t have to ram pill after fucking pill down their throat in order to function!”

And I was the one who had to live like this until the day I died.

“I don’t think you’re a horrible person, Liz,” he replied. “I think you’re a sick person.”