“And by God, would she enjoy watching them get slandered—because for every lie they told, every piece of her they broke, she knew the truth would one day come crashing down, and she'd savor every second of their downfall.”
Estelle stood in the middle of her room, her eyes gliding down her reflection. She looked with her chocolate-brown hair falling down her face in waves. Although she appeared calm, inside she was trembling and tightening with nervousness. But she had to do it.
In the past few months of her breakdown, Estelle had learned one harsh lesson: if she didn’t step up for herself, if she didn’t purge the past completely, it would one day explode, leaving her too stunned to reel it back in. Just like yesterday. She had frozen, unable to speak as Hunter believed Carla’s lies all o
