Between the Lines
The next morning didn’t feel as calm as the days before.
Shelly woke up with a strange heaviness in her chest. Not fear. Not exactly stress. Just… too many thoughts at once.
She sat up slowly, brushing her hair back, trying to clear her mind.
But it didn’t work.
Yash’s words echoed again.
“Just make sure you don’t get hurt again”
And then—
Spencer’s voice.
“We’ll handle it together”
Two different tones.
Two different feelings.
And somehow… both mattered
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“Mommy!”
Shaina’s voice pulled her out of her thoughts.
“I’m late!”
Shelly blinked and quickly got up. “You’re not late. Calm down.”
But Shaina was already rushing around, picking up her bag, her shoes, everything at once.
Shelly couldn’t help but smile.
“You’re more stressed than me” she said.
Sha
