OPHELIA'S POV
It was easy to get out of bed today, as I didn't even get a wink of sleep last night. I went into the bathroom and washed my face. I saw the 16 on my wrist when I was brushing my teeth.
Once I was done, I looked at my reflection. I had to make a decision. I could either let Xavier push me away or convince him to let me in. The first one was easier.
As I looked into my mirror, with my hand on my pale cheek, I made my mind.
I wasn't going to give up this easily. I wanted to prove Damon wrong about me being emotionally weak.
I wanted to prove myself wrong.
I wanted to prove Xavier wrong. He couldn't push me away from himself this easily.
I jumped into the shower and washed my hair. As the water ran over my face, I let it wash away my worries. I blow-dried my hair and paired up my outfit for school. I found a cute yellow sweater along with my blue jeans.
I decided to wear my hair down.
I went downstairs and saw Luna having breakfast with my parents.
