As the door closed behind him, Itzy was left in a room filled with the heavy weight of her emotions. She could hear the faint sound of footsteps fading away, a stark contrast to the echoes of her own sobs.
Alone in the bedroom, Itzy took a shaky breath and wiped away her tears. The reality of the situation hung in the air, and she knew she had to face the aftermath of the shattered illusions she had held onto.
Determined to gather herself, after a few minutes, Itzy slowly rose from where she sat. Her steps were heavy as she made her way to the table, where the untouched food awaited. The room seemed colder now, and the silence was more profound as she grappled with the harsh truth that had unfolded.