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It been a month now since my parents kicked me out and forbade me to see Angel. It's been hell.

I am like a ship lost at sea. I have been a shell of my self. No. Scrap that, I have been a wose version of my self. Lashing out at every little mistake from my workers, putting all my energy into work without rest which almost killed my employees.

I pretend not to notice the terrified look on their faces when I work into the room. The trembling and whispers. I don't care. I just want Angel back.

How is Angel doing. It must be horrible. My line as been changed and with the looks of it, all Angels internet devices have been confiscated.

How is mum?

What does dad thinks of me now? What about Nicole?

I tore our family apart...

I can't seem to get the broken look on my mums face out of my head. She was devastated and Angel was no better.

Therapy as been a night mare. It's clearly not working. Not like I even take it seriously.