Ellie’s POV.
I had been staring at my reflection for the past hour, not because I liked what I saw, but because I couldn’t stop overthinking everything. My lips were cracked, my skin looked like it had lost all color, and the dark circles under my eyes practically screamed that I hadn’t slept in days. I looked like a ghost of myself. But honestly, the way I looked was the least of my worries.
My mind was all over the place. I couldn’t focus. It felt like a rope was tied around my neck, suffocating me slowly. I hadn’t eaten properly in days, and I’d barely left my room. I just kept thinking about what Asher and I talked about yesterday. Something about him didn’t sit right with me. Something was off. I needed to figure out what it was. I couldn't sit here anymore, doing nothing.
I forced
