~Enough is Enough~

Nadia had never sat down so patiently for a story, and now that she had heard his side of it, she felt guilty—gultier than she ever thought she could be.

Russell's life hadn't been the bed of roses she imagined it would be, which was one of the major reasons why she hated him so much.

His life had been a constant war. It was a miracle that he had survived that hellhole of a family up until now, even if he did make it out a little twisted.

It was a bit dawning for Nadia to discover that her life wasn't the worst one on the planet and that even a privileged asshole like Russell had his own share of hell.

She felt bad for them both. Thinking of how Lucas must've struggled, falling from riches to rags, reminded her of her own life, and damn, she didn't realize that there could be so many others with lives as dreadful as hers, if not worse.

Nadia was ashamed of cussing out the world on days that things didn't go well, which was literally every day since meeting Russell, bu