CINNAMON
Two months later...
I had fallen into yet another trap of deception and lies. Another shattered heart. Another failed romance. But this time felt different.
This time, I was utterly destroyed.
More than my resentment for the Moretti brothers, I loathed myself. For being a victim once more. For not recognizing the signs. For being foolish enough to think someone like Dante could genuinely love someone like me without ulterior motives.
My life has become a spectacle for public scrutiny. My loved ones were dragged into a mess I created by trusting the wrong man. We made headlines for all the wrong reasons—analyzed, dissected, judged by millions of strangers who thought they knew our story.
Every day brought new attacks. New names hurled at me like weapons.
Gold digger. Scammer
