Antonio's POV
We were all gathered in the room. Alex had yelled at us once again for the incident that he would not let us live down even if someone paid him to do so. It was brutal. His words stabbed us in ways that not being able to feel the pain and sorrow behind it, was something that could have not been done. I believe he shattered our emotions and we deserved it. I knew they were regretting their decisions but what could be done at this point?
I was still on the floor, covering my face in shame. Tears filled with sweat rolled down my face until it dripped off my chin. Maurice was standing beside me and I knew his fist were boiled. Nia was just stunned. She had to have been hurting the most since the one she loved couldn't even look her in the face any longer. She must be in a lot
