Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably, blurring the world around me. I had faced my greatest fear, and in doing so, I had unleashed every hidden agony I had so carefully buried over the years.
I had loved him from the very beginning, even when the mere thought of loving him terrified me beyond words.
My body trembled, cold as ice, as if fear itself had turned me to stone. It wasn’t as simple as lying that I loved James. This was something far more consuming—a love so intense it threatened my sanity.
Deep down, I had always known the truth. If I hadn’t seen him that day, kissing Lucia... But no—he had forced me to confront my worst nightmare. He had looked into my eyes, told me I was his world, that no one else could ever matter, only to kiss someone else and then make her his. The
