The Masked Barbie’s Sin(3). 🫦💦💦

Lira’s POV

The next few days blurred together in a sick kind of rhythm. I went to church like nothing was wrong. Sat beside my mom in the front pew every Sunday. Helped hand out bulletins. Smiled when the old ladies told me how pretty my voice sounded in the choir. All while Lucas watched from the sound booth or the back rows. His eyes followed me everywhere. Every time I glanced back, he was there. That half-smirk on his face. Like he owned me now.

I barely slept. Every night I lay in bed touching myself the way he told me to, but I...