#Chapter 156: For Charity

Ella’s POV I found Anya still sitting in her room after I left Alexander. She was still clutching the remnants of her beautiful red curls, now perched on the edge of her bed. Tears streamed down her face and her eyes were red-rimmed and puffy from crying. The sight of such a sweet girl looking like that made my heart shatter all over again. And to think that it had happened all because she was competing for a man like Alexander… But I tried not to focus on that because I knew it would just make me angrier than I could manage. “Come here,” I said, pulling out the small pair of scissors I’d taken from the kitchen. “Let me fix this mess.” Anya looked up at me with those big, tear-filled eyes. “You’d really do that for me? I thought about going to the hairdresser, but I spent all of my remaining paycheck on the dress they cut up last night, and I don’t get paid again until—” “Sit down.” I offered her what I hoped was an encouraging smile and patted the stool