The bedroom door was tightly shut. The dim light was on. Sheena sat on the edge of the bed, hugging her knees to her chest. Her shoulders trembled softly.

Tears fell uncontrollably.

“I’m stupid,” she murmured softly. “I’m really stupid.”

Her hands covered her face. The memory of the video resurfaced in her mind. Julio’s neck, Tania’s lips pressed against him, and the message sent with such a victorious tone.

“He said he loved me,” Sheena whispered in a broken voice. “He said it was only me.”

She took a deep breath, but her chest still felt tight. The trust she had just rebuilt collapsed just like that.

“I already...