Kelvin’s POV
The morning sun crept through the blinds, casting pale gold lines across my face, coaxing me awake before my alarm could. But I didn’t mind. My lips still held the ghost of a smile from yesterday.
I couldn’t stop thinking about her smile.
The way her eyes lit up when she unwrapped the little gift I got her. It wasn’t even expensive, just a simple $5,000 bag I saw and thought, this is Diana.
But the way she held it, like it was gold, like it mattered, made me feel like I mattered.
And she called me Kelvin.
Not Kael.
For the first time, she said my name like it was meant for me.
God, I replayed it in my head all night like a favorite song.
Skipping school today felt so tempting. School felt like a punishment. But the thought of not seeing Diana today, even for a few hou
