Chapter Fourteen:
In the evening, I stood in front of the mirror longer than usual. It wasn’t out of admiration this time, but as if I were trying to recognize myself all over again.
I carefully put on my academy clothes, adjusted my skirt and tie, then lifted my hair up high and secured it tightly, as if I wanted to appear stronger than I felt inside.
I stared at my reflection for a long time, but my eyes saw nothing except thoughts spinning endlessly. Carla’s words were still stuck in my mind like an annoying echo that wouldn’t fade.
Mark’s betrayal… I couldn’t understand it, no matter how hard I tried.
Was I the reason? Was I not enough? Or was Maysan better than me in his eyes?
Each possibility stung me in a different way.
I felt anger rising in my chest a bitter anger. If I wer
