SLOANE

“H—how? How could she?” I wished I could scream my lungs out. I couldn’t. So everything my hands could find went crashing on the floor. I expected it to give me a sick satisfaction, and maybe even quench the fury burning in my chest, but nothing worked.

My stomach sank at once and I crumbled to the floor, tears streaming out of my eyes.

What Elara showed me on the phone was a wake up call of how my days would never ease to end miserably. A painful reminder that I might have ...