TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter contains some scenes of self-harm, which some people may find distressing.

DEVYN’S POV

I could barely sleep that night Gina poured out her heart to me. Standing in the bathroom, my hands leaning against the washbasin, I stared at my reflection in the mirror, feeling a deep hatred and disgust for what I saw.

The old Devyn wouldn’t have given a fuck, but the new Devyn I was gradually becoming could barely take it. Gina’s words had impaled through my heart like a spear had been thrown through it. A burning pain overwhelmed me from within.

My breathing became labored, nostrils flaring, and I could feel...