I have a message from Philippa on my mobile. I have no idea why and apparently it's not the only one. I'm sorry it's messages. Good grief. Has she gone mad? I'm exhausted but I can't sleep in my laughable attempt to contact Caterina. Suits me well for being so bloody desperate. I wonder, is this some strange irony that is playing right before my very intoxicated therefore oblivious eyes?
I should go to bed.
I should.
I should go to bed.
I should.
No comments:
Post a Comment