“How did I get into this mess?”

“How did I get into this mess?” Her mind was battered by thoughts of Eddie—Am I making the right decision? Was it that bad? Had our relationship truly grown so toxic? Where did it begin to rot? She retraced every misstep and moment that led them astray and brought her here to this very moment—every missed sign, every bruising silence—grappling with a flood of emotions too heavy to carry. “God,” she whispered. “How did I get into this mess?”