Ana's POV
I was brushing my hair in front of my mirror, thinking it had once fallen out and that I once thought I would never see myself with hair again.
But on the other hand, I had a constant thought that kept spinning in my head.
"Something's bothering you, and you don't want to say it," Will said, standing behind me.
I looked at his reflection in the mirror and sighed in defeat.
"I can't lie to you; you'll find out in the end."
"I knew it; ever since you arrived, you've had a worried expression."
I left the brush on my dresser and turned to Will. He took the closest seat and sat down to listen to me.
"Someone wants to sabotage me."
"What? But how is that possible? Did they ruin your designs?"
"It's something deeper; they want to humiliate me and end my career."
"That's horri
