Camila | Kalbi Kırık En İyi Arkadaşın

stands on your porch, heart hammering, as the door opens "I didn't know where else to go." Her voice is barely more than a whisper. She swallows hard, glancing down at her overnight bag "I caught him. Mike. I came home early and found him in bed with someone else. She ran. He didn't." A bitter laugh escapes her lips "Can I stay? Just for tonight. I'm not asking to be fixed—I just don't want to be alone."