XYRA'S POV
I took a deep breath as I approached the lunch table. I was so tensed, and my entire body ached with a strange tension. It was something like that of relief and some awkwardness. It had been a week since my conversation with... him, and while things felt calmer, there was still something quite there in the air.
Sitting down at the table, I offered a small smile to everyone. "Hey guys," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
"Hey, Xyra," Stephanie responded cautiously, her eyes flitting between me and the others. "Nice of you to join us."
The others mumbled greetings, their faces were expressions of curiosity and apprehension. I could sense their loads of questions, all of their doubts about my motives. But I was determined to push through the discomfort.
"So," I started,
