Anna
I kept walking, not once did I turn back. Even when I reached the end of the hallway, even when the distance was enough for me to safely look without being noticed, I forced myself not to. I already knew what I would see, and somehow that made it worse. The image of them sitting together in the kitchen was already burned into my mind with painful clarity, David standing close to the counter, Isabella beside him, and Liam between them, laughing like the world had finally given him something good.
The pain, the hollowness I felt seeing the three of them together like a family, settled deep inside my chest. It wasn’t sudden; it crept in slowly, quietly, until it filled every empty space within me. Along with it came something far uglier, jealousy. It rose inside me before I could stop
