RACHEL
I sat on the floor of my room, right beside my bed. My back was pressed against the cold wall and my knees were pulled up to my chest.
Tears were pouring down my cheeks and I couldn’t stop them. My heart was burning inside me. Everything felt like it was falling apart. My plan… my future… Drew. All of it.
I wiped my eyes roughly, but the tears still came. I let out a loud sob and hit the ground with my fist. “Why is he doing this to me?” I cried. “Why is he acting like I’m the bad one?”
I gave up everything for him. I did everything for him. And this is how he pays me back? By choosing that pathetic girl over me?
The door creaked open, and I quickly wiped my tears with the sleeve of my robe. It was my personal maid—Melina.
“Miss?” she called softly, peeking into the room. “Ar
