MY GENUINE FEELINGS

ANNA

I stare at the closed door, my mind swirling with anger and exhaustion. Damien’s words keep replaying in my head, each one like a little dagger. He doesn’t trust me. After everything, after agreeing to marry him just for him to have access to his inheritance. It’s maddening, frustrating, and hurts more than I want to admit.

I pull out my phone, my hands shaking slightly as I scroll through my contacts. I know who I need to talk to. I need Lola. She’s the only one who’ll understand this madness. I press her name and put the phone to my ear, biting my lip as it rings.

"Anna?" Lola’s voice is warm and familiar, and just hearing her brings a bit of calm to the storm inside me.

"Lola," I breathe out, trying to steady my voice. "I need to talk."

"What’s wrong?" Her tone shifts immediately, concern lacing her words. "Is it Damien?"

I nod, even though she can’t see me. "Yeah. It’s bad, Lola. Really bad."

"Tell me everything." I can hear her moving around, probably getting comfortable on