I hate myself

Taking a deep breath, Abby knew she couldn't keep hiding the truth from him any longer. She owed him honesty, no matter how difficult it might be to share.

"I..." she began, her voice faltering as she struggled to find the right words. "I've struggled with my mental health for a long time," she confessed, her gaze dropping to her hands as she traced the lines of her palms.

Remo's brow furrowed in concern, his eyes never leaving her face as he listened intently to her words.

"I've battled with depression and anxiety for years due to the bullying," Abby continued, her voice barely above a whisper. "There have been moments when... when the darkness felt overwhelming, and I didn't see a way out."

A heavy silence hung between them as Abby's words lingered in the air, the weight of her confession settling over them like a thick fog.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Remo's voice was barely a whisper, laced with a mixture of hurt and understanding.