⋆ CHAPTER ELEVEN - DROWNING PART ONE ⋆
◇─◇──◇────◇────◇ “She’s threaded with silence, with winter and darkness, with melancholic loveliness and the most beautiful self-destructive tendencies you have ever seen because she was built to break but also to find peace even in the darkest hour.” ⋆ CHAPTER ELEVEN - DROWNING PART ONE ⋆ How much can one person take before they completely snap? That was a question that hung in the air, and the question was one that Michaela Williams was trying to figure out. She was constantly trying to figure out how her life had turned completely upside down, and everything she touched would turn to dust. The things she should hate she loved and the things that brought her pain; also made her feel alive. Maybe she was born backward and might have come out of her mother the wrong way. Perhaps she was born wrong, maybe she would never know true happiness, and she would always be a sad and broken girl. The pain was something that she would welcome, and it was like her own drug, but now, she felt