My head leaned against the bathroom wall as I wondered how long I had been sitting there. Must have been a while because of the amount of knocks that came from the other side of the door. I considered just going out through the door, but then realized the small window above the toilet. I made my way towards it by sliding across the vile floor. This all seemed natural to me, so I quickly was up halfway through the window and on my way out. The ground on the other side was a matter of feet down, but as I was looking down, I noticed my hand grasping the window.. I was still wearing the ring. I was wearing the ring that William gave to me on our one month anniversary. I couldn’t make it any farther through the window. Dead weight pulled me backwards to return to the tiled floor. I was no longer strong. Thinking that I was going to leave everything, including William, behind was the biggest lie I ever tried to make myself believe. My body lied horizontal with the ground, allowing every germ to crawl under my skin.