Eva hadn’t slept in days. She kept replaying the conversation with Alex, his heartbreak and desperation lingering in her mind like an open wound. Every time she thought about it, she felt her chest constrict with guilt. She hated how much she had hurt him, hated how torn she felt between him and Damien. And then there was Damien. The way he had punched Alex, the unspoken emotions between them—their one night together that complicated everything. She felt like she was drowning, unable to figure out her own feelings amidst all the chaos. Her phone buzzed again, Damien’s name flashing across the screen. She ignored it, as she had been doing for the past few days. She couldn’t face him. Not yet. Not with everything hanging in the balance. She needed space, clarity, and time. But with both b

