32. FAT AND HORRIBLE

BRANDY’S P.O.V.

I was shaking, and I did not even know how to stop it.

I felt the intense need to cry, but my eyes stayed dry.

My chest closed, yet I didn’t faint as I wanted.

I stared out at the trees that flew from the window.

The sun was out, it hot on the skin, but I felt cold to my ...