Ava
I started to pack my clothes in a bag and I was putting one by one. Everything that belonged to me in the bag because I cannot stay here no matter what. Tia said. Everything actually got into my head and if she was correct. I do not belong here. Everything in this room in this house Diaz designed herself. And how can I live in a house where the previous woman my husband lived with, designed each and everything? Everything in this room belongs to her. Just not my husband. It s late. I m a substitute for everything. I have been replaced by her. I don t have my own place and I hate the fact that that is the case and I need indent new exactly what I was signing for. But knowing the truth really hurts a lot.