Ximena's POV
The moment that cruel laughter burst through the room, something inside me shattered.
Each snicker felt like a physical blow, every whispered comment cutting deeper than the last.
"Looks like someone has to kiss the fat girl!"
The words hit me like a punch to the gut. My chest constricted, making it impossible to breathe properly. Heat flooded my cheeks as the room seemed to spin around me.
I couldn't stay there. Not for another second.
Before Ezekiel could react, before Anton could make another move, I shot to my feet. My legs felt unsteady beneath me as I stumbled backward.
"I'm finished with this!"
My voice came out strangled and raw. I didn't pause to see their reactions or wait for anyone to respond.
I bolted through the crowd of gawking faces and barely concealed sneers, pushing past bodies until I burst through the front door into the crisp night air.
