~ALLISON’S POV~
I blinked up at the ceiling, my eyes stinging, my head pounding like it had been stuffed with cotton overnight.
I had cried myself to sleep. Again.
Sighing, I reached for my phone, the bright screen burning my already tired eyes. 7:00 AM.
Shit.
I was definitely late for work. Not that I cared.
I let the phone slip from my fingers, landing with a soft thud on the mattress beside me. My body felt heavy, my limbs weighed down like I’d been running in my sleep.
Or maybe it was just everything catching up to me.
Cara. Ash. Justin.
And my mother—always waiting with something sharp to say, something that cut too deep.
But the worst part? Knowing my dad was out there, living his perfect life. His dream life. With his new family.
And me? I was just a rem
