Stacy stumbled into her room, the weight of betrayal hanging heavy on her shoulders. With a heavy heart, she shut the door, seeking solace in the privacy of her own space. As the solitude enveloped her, the dam she'd been holding back finally broke, tears streaming down her face in torrents.
Seated behind the closed door, she sobbed, unable to comprehend how the two people she trusted most could inflict such pain upon her. Memories flooded her mind—times when she stood up for Yuan Yuan at school, always ready to offer help and support. What had she done to warrant this betrayal?
Her thoughts drifted to that dreadful night, the one where intoxication clouded her judgment and Yuan Yuan abandoned her in front of the hotel room.
Stacy shuddered at the uncertainty of what might have unfolded if she hadn't stumbled into the wrong room that fateful night.