Understanding

I know what's happening now.

Mario is obsessed with me. But he's with Sonya. And Flavio is obsessed with Mario. And no one is actually capable of real love—we're all just circling each other like predators.

Anneka asked me what I'm thinking about all the time. I couldn't tell her the truth. That I'm starting to plan something. That healing isn't just about accepting yourself. Sometimes it's about making sure the people who hurt you understand what they've done.

Not directly. Not violently. But through orchestration. Through strategic moves that reveal what's actually underneath all the pretty words.

I want to see Mario's face when he understands that he was never what I needed. I want to see Flavio's confession that he's been orchestrating everything. I want to see what happens when all the masks come off.

Is that healing? Or is that just revenge with a prettier name?

I don't know anymore.