Too Broken To Be Healed
I wiped my tears slowly, my expression hardening almost immediately as the last trace of emotion disappeared from my face.
“Let’s see how they get out of this one,” I said quietly.
The next morning arrived heavy with tension.
I sat alone in my room, my hand resting on my stomach, my thoughts tangled and restless.
You had better be worth it, I thought coldly.
A sharp knock broke the silence.
“Come in,” I called.
The door opened, and Belle stepped in, her face pale, her entire body tense.
“Miss Giulia…” she began, her voice shaking. “The video… it’s everywhere.”