NICOLE

The hatred I feel toward Leonardo just keeps growing and growing inside of my chest. I genuinely feel like I'll explode. I can't stand the triumphant look on his face. What's worse is the fear I feel.

I know something bad is going to happen. I don't need to be a genius to know that.

"How can someone be so happy after what you did?" I can't help but ask after a long moment of silence. "I know what you did. You're disgusting for it! You're a horrible person!"

"You say that like it's ...