Chapter 62 The Saddest Part

TESSARA

The white ceiling of the clinic wasn't much help to my racing thoughts. It was too plain, leaving my mind at the mercy of the unwanted memories I wanted to forget. Somewhere in the background, the soft tapping of the nurse's footsteps echoed as she moved between the beds, her shoes clicking against the sterile tiles.

I knew it should have felt comforting to have someone nearby, yet all