Anna
Day after day, Patrick drifts apart from me. The villa feels biting and the only person here to brighten my mood is the little cutie I see every day.
Leonard Conti.
I sigh in distress as I play my favorite song.
"What doesn't kill you makes you stronger."
I block both my ears with my headphones and move my head to the rhythm.
"Now this is better." I scream in a loud voice, though I can't hear myself sing.
Henry doesn't look pleased at my presentation when we met and the weight of this fake mask settles all over me.
I have no idea what I am going to present to the Conti on the night of the gala.
He won't see me anymore, despite Emma's plea, and here I am sitting miserably in my own ruin.
I guess this is the end.
I lean on the bench beside the pool, I don't feel like
