Chapter 23

23

*Slammed The Door*

I couldn’t stand here anymore, why did he kiss me in front of the cameras? I fisted my hair, my eyes couldn’t hold back the tears I was deliberately trying to pause, I let them shed down.

Twenty minutes passed by and I couldn’t control my hysterias. I was gone out of control. He had no idea what he bought for me; Liam and his torture was what he gifted me. I had been thinking differents of Liam torturing me once he got me, he would torture me to death this time, I acted out of his bearings.

Somebody knocked on the door while my face was swollen from the crying session, I wiped my tears and permitted them to come in, the lights of the room was still off and I was sitting at the bed in the dark.

The door opened and a shadow of a mid-height lady formed, I focused my eyes to recognise who it was but my eyes chose not to cooperate with me, “Jenna, my dear,” I heard a soothing motherly voice calling me out, the voice which belonged to Miss. Beckett, “Why are you sit