Zenia's POV
I felt better. I confessed and I immediately felt better. The truth had been buried inside of me and had been eating at me like a cancer for far too long.
I got dressed. I went to the do the thing I loved doing the very most-- work at my boutique. I got started on my sister's wedding dress designs as I hummed along to Rihanna's "Russian Roulette".
Ashley came busting through the doors in tears and looking a wreck.
I leaped at the sight of her. I had never seen her in such a nasty condition before. I went over to my best friend immediately.
"Sweetie, what's wrong?" I asked in deep concern, pulling her into my arms for a comforting hug.
"It's... It's... Alex!" she sobbed.
"What did Alex do?" I feared her response. If Alex had broken Ashley's heart so quickly, there would b
