Hugo's POV
Her scream cut through me like broken glass. Every word that poured from her mouth made my skin crawl with shame. I wanted to fight back, to tell her she was wrong about some things, but I couldn't force the words out.
The raw anguish in her eyes crushed any argument I might have had. Nothing made sense anymore. The pieces of this puzzle refused to fit together.
"So before we close this chapter forever and pretend none of this happened, is there anything else you want to say?" Her voice dripped with venom as a single tear traced down her face.
We stood there like statues. Speechless. Guilty as charged, all of us. Well, maybe the others more than me.
I had been caught in her web too, but I kept that to myself.
She was laying out her pain, her wounds, everything she had endured.
My friends and I had carved our names into that suffering.
