Chapter 68 Mia's Revenge

• Once he was sure that the door was completely closed from the outside, Daniel immediately let go of any pent-up emotions. His trembling hands reached for anything he could reach on his desk, tossing it around aimlessly, letting his frustration and anger take over.
• Emily closed the bedroom door slowly, her back leaning against it. Her body slid to the floor, her cries breaking the silence. Tears flowed freely, creating small puddles among the ruins of her heart. After a while, she took a deep breath, wiped away her tears, and stood up to face the mirror in the bathroom.
• Water flowed down her face, as if washing away the feelings that had polluted her mind. She chose the dress she would wear carefully, one that would hide her wounds, and applied her makeup perfectly. Every stroke of makeup was a layer of protection, a mask to hide the fragility beneath.