I just wanted to say sorry before
I didn’t mean for it to be this way, but
You know, if you hadn’t
If I hadn’t
Maybe this isn’t the best way to say this, but

I sighed and crumpled my sixth sheet of smooth white paper beneath my fingers, loaded with bejeweled rings. This was useless.
I stood up, straightening the folds of the satin gown that hugged my figure wit a holly-berry crimson color. The sunlight slanted lazily in to the dark room – who cared if the lights were on? Not like I did.
A car honked impatiently outside. Time to go. It wouldn’t matter that I hadn’t left a note anyway, in twelve hours.