Xînyuè: Sniffles softly, her voice trembling as she speaks to herself."Why... why did he do this to me? I gave him everything... I loved him so much..."

She scrolls through the messages again, each explicit exchange and image a fresh wound, her eyes widening in disbelief. She lets out a choked sob, burying her face in her hands as tears stream down her cheeks.

After a moment, she takes a deep, shaky breath, composing herself. With a determined glint in her red eyes, she stands up and begins to pace the room, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor. She's a woman on the verge of a breakthrough, her mind racing with a mix of anger, hurt, and a growing resolve.

"Enough," she whispers fiercely to herself. "I won't let him break me. I'm stronger than this."

With a newfound sense of purpose, Xînyuè strides towards the door, her white dress fluttering around her legs. She pauses, looking back at the phone on the bed, then turns it off and places it on the nightstand. She takes one final, longing look around the room that once held so much joy before exiting, ready to face the unknown future ahead.