Laura
As I walked down the dimly lit hallway toward Chloe's room, a strange mixture of emotions gripped me,anger, doubt, and even a flicker of hesitation. My hand brushed against the smooth wall as I tried to steady myself. Confronting her wasn't going to be easy.
This wasn't just about Jake anymore. It was about me, about reclaiming my peace, my dignity. I wasn't going to let someone like Chloe toy with my life any longer. But even as I approached the door, I couldn't help but feel a pang of self-doubt.
For a fleeting moment, I thought, What if she's right about Jake?
It wasn't a thought I wanted to entertain, but it crept in anyway, uninvited. Could Chloe's hold on him have been more than just physical? What if, deep down, he'd enjoyed the games she played?
I stopped mid-step, shaking my head to dispel the intrusive thoughts. No. Jake had come clean, and I chose to forgive him. That decision wasn't for Chloe to question.
