To be loved right

hing was so shallow she could have been mistaken for a lifeless person. Memories of her past relationship with

their time together rushed back. Her body began shaking violently as she tried to

tless questions swirled in her mind, with no one to answer them. Michelle's fists clenched tightly at her sides, and she felt a surge of anger a

woman reflected there was a ghost of the stunning beauty she once was. Now she looked haggard, with dark, bruised circles

entle, fleeting comfort against her skin. She moved mechanically, her actions devoid of enthusiasm or purpose. As she finished dressing, she caught another glimpse

heart was being ripped out all over again: "You're obsessed with

rtful words to her? She wondered,

een, and her heart gave a painful jolt as she saw Greyson's name flashing on the display. For a split second, she was tempted to ignore th

e's voice was ca

voice came through the speaker. It sounded friendly enough

nless. She didn't know what else to say; she didn't kno

e. Maybe he had realized his feelings for her; maybe he wanted to make things work between them after all. But before she could respond, Greyson

wave of cold anger wash over her. So, it was abou

d, detached, and final. "You made your choice, and I respect that.

something-anything-to make things right between them. But the line went dead, the silence returning, leavin

. But as she looked at her reflection in the mirror one last time, Michelle couldn't shake off t