Zayla pov
Have you ever had that feeling that you were floating? having an out-of-body experience? That is what I am feeling right now. My life in a few short months had just been shattered because of the bomb that had just dropped on me. The things I thought I knew were not true.
Ari had been silent. She was angry, hurt, and sad. I felt numb after my blow-up. There was a knock at the door. I hoped whoever it was would leave. Someone walked in after I heard another knock and the doorknob turn. But I didn’t bother looking up. I pressed my face into my pillow. The person was sitting on the edge of my bed.
The person just sat there momentarily, sighed, and then I looked up, wiping the tears pouring down my cheeks, seeing Jenifer staring at me with a sad expression. “Are you okay, Zayla?”
