Zoey
“Miss Torres, why are you so sad?” Martha asked, noticing I had been quiet the whole time. When I walked in, I gave them some free time.
There was no point in teaching them anything anymore. They were going to leave anyway.
“I am not, Princess. I am just exhausted,” I replied, giving her a smile that would not fool them.
I was looking down at my hand where I was holding the ring I gave Sebastian and the tears were threatening to escape. Was I wrong to break up with him?
I didn’t know what else to think. I love him and it hurts. My heart is breaking right now and I wanted to know how he was doing.
I could feel Martha leaning against my desk with concern in her eyes.
“Did you break my brother’s heart?”
“Why do you say that?” I asked curious
