She and Zara will be disappointed that you hid yet another secret.
Go to your parents, oh wait, you don’t have any anymore.
Go to Matt and see just how bad his mental health collapses when he realises he has to pick between you and Luca.
Except we both know who he will pick.
Not the screw up, that's for sure.
Go to Yana and get pity and disappointment, just what you deserve.
Go to Luca, wait, there is no more going to Luca.
Because you lost him.
Way to go, Tilly. Messing up everything around you until you have nothing else.
You keep forgetting that you can’t afford risks.
When things go wrong, guess who is the only one left alone?
The girl in the reflection, that’s who.
Chapter 23
Tilly
I didn’t sleep.
Not even a second.
By the time the weak morning light bleeds through the curtains, my body feels foreign—like I borrowed it from someone who doesn’t want it anymore.
My pillow is stiff with dried tears, my throat aches like I was screaming in my dreams, and my chest hurts with every breath.
There is this weird stillness in the room, and it feels sickening.
I lay there for a while, staring at the ceiling, until the light started to burn my eyes.
I can’t stand it.
I roll out of bed, my body sluggish, and grab the first hoodie I see—one of Luca’s old ones he left here once.
It still smells like him, faintly.
This used to make me feel better, and I never realized anything.
I’m so stupid.
Now it just makes my stomach twist.
My reflection catches me in the mirror as I pass—eyes swollen and red, skin blotchy, lips cracked.
I look like a broken toy.
I look like someone who lost.
I look like myself.
