Zadyre
As I walked away from the room I had caught Brielle and another man in, my chest felt like it was caving in. Every heartbeat seemed to echo the image of her cold, mocking expression, the disdain in her voice as she looked at me- through me- with such scorn. My Brielle, the woman who had once been my light, my anchor, was now a stranger, as if a storm had swept through her soul and left a wreckage I could barely recognize.
I wanted to believe it was some type of prank from her or a misunderstanding between us but the her words and how harsh and bitter they were kept on playing over and over again in my head, pushing away every thought of how it was a misunderstanding away. She had spoken and looked at me with so much hate and regret, her words were and they had sliced at my heart m
