Eva wanted to keep her mouth shut, she was clamping her teeth tightly, as was evident by the strain in her jaw.
The anxiety was rising in her even more.
She swallowed thickly, clenching her fists now.
"Do you know how hard it is to admit that?" she cracked her fingers. "to admit that you were suffering so much that you don't want to live?"
She paused for a brief moment.
"It hurts, it really fucking hurts." Her knuckles were turning white. "To admit to someone you care about that you don't want to be alive anymore? It's shameful."
She turned away as tears started to fall down her face.