Alex

Zeta's pov

I walked to the car, feeling a whirlwind of conflicting emotions swirling inside me. The truth felt undeniable. Belinda and Damien had gone to the mall together, and all the signs were clear. Why would Damien lie to me? The pain of betrayal began to gnaw at my heart as I settled into the driver's seat, feeling lost and hurt.

As the driver drove, the weight of the situation grew heavier with each passing mile. The shopping bags sitting beside me on the passenger seat served as constant reminders of my solitude during their supposed outing. The thought of them together, enjoying each other's company, intensified the bitterness within me. I longed to escape from these suffocating thoughts that threatened to consume me.

When I finally reached home, exhaustion seeped into my bones. It was late, and the darkness outside mirrored the turmoil within me. As I entered my house, I couldn't help but notice Belinda's minions, who seemed to be lurking around. Their curious gazes fixate