The Storm Breaks

Eloise

I never imagined rock bottom would feel like this. Yeah, my life was steady drama but this? This is nothing I expected of.

My phone buzzed against the kitchen counter again, vibrating in short frantic bursts. Another notification. Another headline. I didn’t need to read it to know what it said. They were all the same these days.

“Disgraced Designer’s Mental Breakdown: Sources Close to Eloise Sinclair Reveal Her Jealous Rage.”

“Lucian True Fights for Custody Against ‘Unstable’ Ex.”

“Jennifer Sinclair: I Tried to Save My Sister From Herself.”

I shut my eyes, pressing my palms against the cool marble counter, letting the numbness seep through...