The Breaking Point

HAZEL

The second the apartment door unlocks, I'm already on my feet. My entire body is shaking.

Hours ago, I cried until I physically couldn't cry anymore. Then I got angry. Then numb. Then angry again. Over and over in endless, suffocating waves.

The video keeps replaying in my head no matter how hard I try to stop it.

The front door swings open, and Cade walks in limping. For a moment,