Everyone Thought My Screams Were Fake
My scream filled the room.
"Elena, enough," the Adrian on-screen said. "Selena planned this for my birthday. Don't ruin it because you can't stand seeing her happy."
The real Adrian folded forward as if the sentence had struck him in the stomach. He covered his mouth and retched, but there was nothing left in him to bring up.
"She was looking at me," he whispered.
He stared at the frozen image of my face above the box.
"The whole time, she was looking at me."