Chapter 20 Left Alone

• I woke up not remembering how I fell asleep. My tears had run dry, fatigue settling in after hours of crying. The realization that Dante might not even care about my anguish pierced my heart. He had shared a bed with another woman, not me. It felt like a nightmare, and I hoped desperately that it was just some sort of trick of my imagination.
• Looking around, I found myself in Mercy's room. The familiar surroundings confirmed that it wasn't a nightmare. The pain and betrayal lingered, and I wondered how I would face the reality of Dante's unfaithfulness.
• I got up, my face still aching from the fall, and I suspected my nose might be broken. Heading to the bathroom, I examined myself in the mirror, searching for any signs of a broken nose. Instead, I found a deep cut at the entrance, evidence of my skin scraping off when I hit the floor.