‘There’s just no way out’, a tiny voice hissed in her head, as she dropped to the floor in her bathroom.
‘If only there was something I could do....he has helped me before, when it was all good…but would he now…?’, something inside of her stirred.
They had been through a lot but had a fallout years back, after an incident which had left her with serious trust issues.
‘He might even hate me…to call him only when I needed his help…how do I even begin talking to him now?’, so many questions, but he was her only hope, every bit of her depressed, bruised heart knew.
She slowly wiped her tears, closed her eyes and Prayed.