MELISSA’S POV
The next morning, I woke up feeling… lighter.
No headaches. No tightness in my chest. No weight pressing down on me like the day before.
Just sunlight peeking through the blinds and a quiet hum of peace in the silence of my room.
It felt foreign.
Maybe because I wasn’t used to peace lasting longer than five minutes. But as I sat up and stretched my arms above my head, I realized something—I wanted to keep this feeling.
Yesterday had been chaos.
From the social media storm to the overwhelming flood of emotions, and Xavier… him stepping in like that. Honestly, I didn’t know how to process it.
I’d spent half the night overthinking his post, trying to dissect every word, every sentence. Was it all for the internet? Was he just trying to salvage the situation for PR? Or… d
