Chapter 17

• DIAN ANGELO POV
• My mind was blank, and I couldn't focus on anything. I found myself staring at the laptop in front of me, but I couldn't see what was written on it. The constant ache in my chest intensified every time I thought of Sybil, and I couldn't help but feel guilty about the things I put her through. She didn't deserve any of the accusations I made against her.
• Those horrible things I'd said to her, made my skin crawl anytime I thought of them.