“Rayna, what’s going on?” Guilia’s voice cut through the room as she entered, rushing toward me on the bed.
“I think… George and I just broke up.” My words came in broken hiccups, heavy and raw.
She froze, staring at me like I’d grown three heads. “Huh? After the party?What happened?”
So I told her everything, everything from when Chris cornered me to the chaos that followed. And she listened, quiet, steady, not once interrupting.
“Oh, Rayna… come here.” She stretched out her arms, and I collapsed into her embrace, soaking in the warmth, the safety.
“He was so angry, G… I think he was breaking things in his rage. What do I do?” My voice trembled as helplessness settled over me. I was already missing him, missing his smile, his hands, the way he always seemed to anchor me.
“Do you wan
