Raelynn
I stumbled out of the ballroom, my vision clouded by tears I refused to shed. The corridor seemed to stretch endlessly in front of me, each step echoing like a drumbeat in my ears.
How could Lorenzo say those things? How could he reduce me to just a hybrid, unworthy of being by his side?
A physical ache shot through my chest, piercing my heart. I found an empty classroom and slipped inside, closing the door behind me.
The darkness was a welcome embrace, hiding my tears and my shame. I sank to the floor, my back against the cool wall, and finally let the sobs escape.
How stupid I had been to think Lorenzo could see past who I was. I believed that he accepted me for who I was and that he loved me despite my flaws.
But more than any knife, his words were piercing. To him, I was
