Sephora walked with her head high, trying her best to ignore the judgmental eyes that followed her every move. The warmth of the sun beat down on her face and made her feel vulnerable and exposed.
As she walked, she could year the hushed whispers of the people around her, discussing the unfortunate incidence that had happened.
It's been five days since it all happened, five days since her image got destroyed. She had been locked up for four days and only got released the previous night. Since then, her life has never been the same. She could feel the respect the people once had for her, vanishing.
It irked her to know a bad image had been attached to her name. It made her feel betrayed.
She took in a deep breath as she approached the field and found him there - training. Her steps slow
