TESSA
My fear was standing right in front of me. My nightmare had become him. He wasn’t the monster from my childhood, nor was he the man who had haunted my teenage years.
No, this nightmare wore Zane’s face. I had thought nothing could hurt worse than what Garrett did, but Zane… he proved me wrong. Or maybe not. But it was still bad.
His betrayal wasn’t just a mere would. It was destruction.
I was on my knees… literally and the cold and polished floor was biting into my skin as I cried. The sound of my in and heartbreak filling the enough space where my dignity used to be. My hands shook as I tried to wipe the tears that fell continuously away, as if it would be enough to erase the shame with my fingertips.
And there he was standing, silent and watching me as I broke into pieces.
