Talk to me
So you can see
I'm not the cause
Of all your grief
Annabelle Russell collapsed on the living room couch of her apartment and sighed. It had been an exhausting day. Scratch that, she thought to herself. It's been an exhausting school year. Between classes, bills, job searches, and her relationship, Annabelle's plate had been beyond full. Now that her college classes were over, she was looking forward to a relaxing summer...as soon as she found a place to stay.