"…"
Anna, sitting on the bed in her room, looked at the dark phone in her hand with a trembling hand.
She gritted her teeth, almost chipping one of them, and she then turned around and started punching the pillow.
"Brother! Brother! Brother! BROTHER!"
She screamed, then pressed her head against the pillow and sobbed uncontrollably.
Anna started kicking her legs against the mattress, like a child throwing a tantrum.
"…You're supposed to be mine. WHO ELSE DO YOU HAVE? I am the only one you got, so why do you treat me such?
"YOU DON'T HAVE ANYONE ELSE, RIGHT? Did some stupid fucking whore come around and trick you?
"Oh, brother, you've always been so fucking naive. You just fall for any girl that acts even slightly kind towards you, tch, tch, tch."
Anna turned around with a scoff, and she pressed the pillow against her chest, hugging it so tightly that it was almost bursting at the seams.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!"
