Chapter 44

Makenna’s POV. Three days later… I sat in my room, staring blankly at my laptop screen. The cursor blinked tauntingly, a constant reminder of my inability to write anything coherent. My mind was a storm of emotions, and the chaos made it impossible to focus. I tried to take a deep breath, but it felt like my chest was bound by invisible chains, each breath shallow and unsatisfying. The argument with my family replayed in my mind, their accusatory voices echoing in my head. My father's furious face, my mother's disappointment, Kenzie's betrayal—it was all too much. My fingers hovered over the keyboard, but no words came. I had always found solace in writing, a way to escape reality and delve into the worlds of my creation. But now, even that refuge denied me. I glanced around my room, seeking some sort of distraction. The soft hum of the air conditioner, the gentle rustling of the curtains as a breeze drifted through the open window, even the distant sounds of the city—all felt lik