Beauty lay in the backseat, her heart shattered, crying uncontrollably as the car sped away.

She clutched her chest, the pain wrecking her, tears soaking her cheeks.

Why Beyoncé?

Why her of all people?

What was I expecting?

Trusting that someone could love me for real?

This is not a fictional world; it's my reality.

The thought echoed in her mind, stabbing at her over and over. She covered her mouth, crying loudly.

"My heart feels so heavy... ...