🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀
As I watched Lavanya laugh and chat with ease with Arwan, a pang of jealousy shot through my chest. It was a feeling I wasn't proud of, but couldn't seem to shake it off.
She was everything I wanted to be - confident, charismatic, and carefree. Her smile could light up a room, and her presence seemed to draw people to her like a magnet.
I, on the other hand, felt like I was stuck in the shadows. I was always the one observing from the sidelines, never quite sure how to insert myself into the conversation.
I walked towards Arwan, staring at Lavanya who stood beside Arwan clutching at his arm in the most threatening way possible.
I parted my lips, “Where did you go with her?”
My gaze fell on his lips, and memories of what happened in the witch's realm flooded back in.
