Lenora’s POV

"Are you having fun? Is knowing that I'm going through pain fun for you? Why do you have to make fun of me at a time like this?" I yelled, my breathing becoming ragged as I tried to contain my anger and frustrations while struggling to catch my breath and form a proper sentence.

My eyes burned with rage and tiredness as warm, salty tears freely flowed down my cheeks, touching my chin, and dropping to the grass on the ground. The feeling of the warm tears against my cheeks was ...