Hazel's mind was in turmoil as she sought refuge in the solitude of the bathroom. With trembling hands, she locked the door behind her, desperate for a moment of respite from the chaos that consumed her.

Collapsing onto the cold tile floor, Hazel cradled her head in her hands, her breaths coming in ragged gasps. She felt like a mess, her emotions raw and unfiltered as she struggled to make sense of the whirlwind of sensations that assaulted her.

"He..." Hazel uttered, her voice ...