Reina's POV
I remained standing there, staring at the screen of my phone long after the call had ended. Mariana's harsh words still echoed in my mind.
For a brief moment, an unsettling question surfaced in my mind.
Did I really deserve to be treated like that?
The thought made my chest tighten slightly. I had asked myself that question more times than I cared to admit over the past few years.
Mariana had never missed an opportunity to attack me with her words. Whenever she spoke about me, it was always with the same cruel tone, throwing false accusations at me and painted me as the wrong person. Yet every time she tried to humiliate me or drag my name through the mud, I had never stayed silent.
I had always fought back.
Whenever she tried to blame me for something or push me down wi
