She stood in the cold. The harsh wind beat at her body, whipping her hair around. It bit at her cheeks and her ears and her nose, but she didn't care. The only thing that mattered was how miserable she was, how horrible she was, how hated she was. No matter what she did to drive these emotions from her head, they would not go away. Everyone kept telling her she was loved and adored. Needed, even. They were lying. Those people that she had thought of as friends—they were all liars. She was sure they were talking about her behind her back. They were the reason she was doing this. She took a step closer to the edge of the roof. Now she could see the street below. STAR Labs was a large building. She would not survive the fall. But after all, that was what she wanted.