Megan's pov
I retreated to my room, ensuring Dora wouldn't witness my tear-stained face. Collapsing on the edge of the bed, I couldn't hold back the flood of tears.
Bryan's cutting words replayed in my mind like a broken record.
"I am in no mood to entertain your nonsense!" The cruelty of his tone had pierced my heart.
His command, "Let go of my legs, woman," had been cold and unyielding, crushing my desperate plea for forgiveness.
And when he barked, "No one else should make it, is that clear?!" it was as though he had plunged a dagger into my already wounded heart.
I sat there, replaying our harsh exchange in my mind. It left me questioning myself. I knew, deep down, that I hadn't done anything truly wrong.
The public had long moved on from the scandal, but Bryan still clung to
