MINA'S POV

I stared at my reflection in the mirror of the hospital bathroom.

A white bandage covered the left side of my face. The doctor had just discharged me. He told me the cut was too deep and said the scar would never fade.

I gripped the edges of the porcelain sink until my knuckles turned white.

I had lost everything. The beautiful Lakeview Penthouse and the $250,000 diamond ring were taken by the police. The Foundation Director title was gone. And worst of all, Zyran had dropped the charges against me, but only if I left the country forever.

He chose her. He picked that boring, pathetic woman...