Anna ignored the voice. She’d heard it so many times in her head that she didn’t believe it anymore.

“Anna…Anna I’m here,”

She wouldn’t believe it. Any kind of high hope was always crushed in her world. She refused to turn around and continued to face the ground, hoping she’d throw up again.

“I can leave if you want me to..” the voice sounded hurt.

Anna shrugged, “What’s the difference if you’re not here?” she said aloud.

“Anna what are you talking about?”

She didn’t answer, and stubbornly faced the ground some more.

“Anna…Anna I am standing right here,”

She didn’t move.

“Damn it Anna look at me!”

Anna unwillingly turned around.

Jack Dunn was standing in the doorway.