I let out a tired sigh, the weariness of the unresolved questions bearing down on me. "I just want to sleep, I just want to forget everything," I murmured.
I got up on my feet and took out the drug and gulped without thinking twice.
I just want to forget Paul.
Derek drew me close to his chest, his arms a comforting cocoon that sought to shield me from the echoes of uncertainty.
"Elena, everything will be alright. Just relax," he whispered, his words a lullaby in the midst of a tempest.
I softly closed my eyes, seeking refuge in the embrace of sleep. However, when I awoke, the world around me had shifted. Derek's arms cradled me, Paulina peacefully nestled on the opposite side.
