ars of unwavering devotion,

his arm wrapped around my supposed best friend

cruel reminder of my indent

oice, laced with contempt, cut through the ap

bled, nearly falling at his feet, only to be m

ternal happiness, and then turned away, my resignat

e was brutal

e back of my head, and I awoke

an as he confessed his twisted desire and revealed a chilling truth: Ma

d, ruthless voice played from a voice recorder, con

amcorder flickered in the corner, Mark' s chilling words echo

pening with every passing second, it

r, I stumbled back to the hotel, holding onto the last shred of

bliss, his cruel words slicing through me like kn

ng them "awful," and then Mark, with a de

felt like a replay of a nightmare I co

fection, then quietly asked about my luggage, only for Tiffa

cross my chest, then forced me to eat meat, knowing my pain and my vegetar

childhood friend, calling, his gentle voice a beacon in the

long dea

to escape the nightmare of Mark a