Thirty Five

MY BULLY IS PSYCHO

CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE

ACE.

' But you already lost that little girl Ace, I already died a long time ago .'

Although her voice sounded no more than a faint whisper, the effect of it was like a million knives slashed across my heart.

Regret was like a bitter seed growing up inside of me, although she had not said it, I knew it could only have been me.

I had been the one who drove the knife of hate straight into the heart of my childhood best friend, but she had always looked so carefree, so optimistic and joyous, I had always assumed it was just me that was left to wallow in grief and loneliness after my sister's death.

The anguish in those crystalline pools that threatened tears amounted to the heaviness that settled in my heart.

I wanted to say so many things to her, I wanted to apologize for everything, but the words were stuck in my throat.

Of what use would it be?

A simple apology would never