Chapter 80

I smiled self-deprecatingly. The more I thought about the feelings I had poured into Steve over the past 20 years, the more pathetic I felt. We had been together for a long time, yet in his mind, I was nothing more than a shallow and despicable person. Juliet comforted me, saying, "Steve should be the one crying! Isabel has many male fans! They must all be despising him right this moment. Isabel sure has the guts! She doesn't care about Steve as long as she gets to marry into the Griffin family!" My head hurt a little. All I wanted was a good night's sleep, hoping that this was just a nightmare that I would eventually wake from. But even in my dreams, I drifted back to a past I could never return to—back to the way he once nibbled at my ear and whispered, "Zara, give in to me…" Why did we turn out this way? … A knock on the door woke me up. I opened the door to see Brandon standing there. He asked sternly, "You're the one who sent those photos, right? "Zara, have you ever thou