~Livia's POV
I did not remember how I got back to my room. One second I was standing there, trying to hold myself together in front of him, and the next, I was already inside my space, and I slammed the door shut behind me so hard it echoed through the walls.
Everything felt too tight. My chest, my throat, and my thoughts.
I took a step forward, then another, and then it just… snapped.
A sharp breath tore out of me as my hand reached for the nearest thing, it was a glass vase sitting quietly on the table like it had done nothing wrong, and I threw it across the room.
It shattered and the sound was loud, but it did not help, instead, it made it worse.
"Damn it!" I yelled, my voice shaking as I grabbed another thing, a decorative piece and flung it to the floor.
It broke too.
"Good. Let everything break. Let it all fall apart because that was exactly how I felt inside."
