Elsie's POV đŸŒ¸
In the hushed stillness of Jayden's apartment, I lay beneath the comforting weight of the covers he had carefully arranged. The soft glow of the lamp cast a warm ambience, contrasting the turmoil within me. Despite the solace that Jayden's presence provided, the echoes of Michael's actions reverberated in my mind.
Closing my eyes, I attempted to escape the haunting memories, the taste of fear still lingering on my lips. Jayden's kindness offered a reprieve, but the wounds inflicted by Michael's betrayal ran deep. In that vulnerable moment, I couldn't deny the unexpected connection that had blossomed between Jayden and me.
The scent of Jayden's clean T-shirt enveloped me, a subtle reassurance that I wasn't alone. I shifted my gaze to the dimly lit room, tracing the patterns on the walls as if searching for answers. Questions swirled in my mind, but the words to express them eluded me.
