Chloe's POV
As I meticulously packed my belongings, a palpable weight settled upon me, enveloping my thoughts like a dense fog. The mere utterance of his name, Dexter, sent shivers cascading down my spine, evoking a chilling sensation that penetrated the very core of my being.
How could someone whom I had once loved with unparalleled devotion and fervor metamorphose into the very embodiment of my deepest anguish and treachery? The memory of his deliberate choice, when he anointed Olivia as his Luna, his chosen companion meant to stand resolutely by his side, mercilessly tore at the delicate strings of my heart.
With each passing moment, my emotions swelled and surged, cascading through me like a torrential river, threatening to drown my fragile soul. The tears, like a ceaseless stream,
