SARAH
The moment I slammed the door behind me, I exploded. The rage had been simmering inside me for hours, festering like an untreated wound. Now, in the solitude of my apartment, it burst free, a dam breaking under unbearable pressure.
I grabbed the nearest object. It was a delicate glass vase filled with wilting flowers and hurled it against the wall. The shattering sound was satisfying, but not enough. Not nearly enough to drown out the laughter still echoing in my mind. Grachelle’s smug smile, Ram’s condescending gaze, Theo’s barely concealed amusement… The images replayed in my head like a twisted film I couldn’t turn off, each scene stoking the inferno inside me.
"Grachelle, you b***h!"
My chest heaved with ragged, uneven breaths. My hands shook as I ripped the framed pictures f
