Gigi stood still in front of the mirror, staring blankly at her reflection. Ever since JD rescued her from drowning, she hadn’t tried to take her own life again. She felt guilty about it now—and honestly, she admitted to herself that what she did was extreme. She wasn’t in her right mind back then, and she was ashamed for disregarding the kindness of the people who saved her. She hadn’t even thanked them yet.
She made a mental note: Thank them properly. They didn’t deserve to be ignored the way she had done these past few days.
She had been too consumed by her pain, too lost in her own misery to even acknowledge the kindness around her.
Gigi raised both hands and used her fingers to stretch the corners of her lips into a smile. When she saw the faint curve form on her mouth, she slowly
