"Oh, sorry Elio, I didn't realize..." the words slowly trailed off when Roman turned his head and saw everyone in the kitchen. Saw me. "Sabel..." he breathed out. The same way everyone has since I got here. Shocked. Disappointed. Awkward.
Not even a smidgen of happiness or relief.
But after all, why would they? They were all living in this perfect bubble while I was locked up, getting my a.ss beat on the daily. While I was getting jumped, broken, stabbed, and locked in solitary for weeks on end... they were here. Betraying me. Loving each other. Cheating on me. Building an entire life that none of them ever saw me being a part of.
That part had to be true, because how could they ever think I would be okay with this? They must not have wanted me to come back at all. Mom probably convince
