Sabrina's POV
But Zander didn't believe me at all. He didn't take my words seriously, treating them as nothing more than another unreasonable excuse.
In his eyes, this wasn't the first time I had made an excuse like this.
"Nothing excuses the way you acted at the funeral!" he said.
I told him the truth over and over, but he ignored it every time..
The last bit of hope I held onto vanished, swallowed by the darkness. My grief was silent, but it consumed me until I felt completely shattered.
"Fine. Whatever. There's nothing else to say."
No matter what he thought of me—ungrateful, vindictive, or heartless—I no longer wanted to defend myself against his accusations.
I walked out numbly.
I used to think that when the pain in my heart became unbearable, I would break down and cry uncon
