Leaning back against the car seat, Li Na exuded an air of practiced detachment, her expression unreadable, her posture composed. To an outsider, it seemed as though the storm of events earlier hadn't touched her. But inside, her emotions churned like a raging inferno. The ache of humiliation, the sting of betrayal, and the relentless weight of questions bore down on her, suffocating her from within.
Her thoughts spiraled in furious loops. Why am I the one paying for her mistakes? Why am I enduring this madness? What did I do to deserve this?
