Yvonne's POV

As we boarded the flight, I finally had time to rethink everything I went through in the hands of my former bestie.

Was all this real, or was it a dream? I asked myself. “Did my bestie actually do these things to me?” I asked again.

I was lost in thoughts, thinking about the things I had faced there. They didn't feel real, even if they were. What happened now? Was she that pained that she couldn't let the fact that I was a fellow woman and once bestie go above her evil intentions?

My head was on the window as I thought, going so deep, I lost...