Alice

I had already lost count of how many times I had opened and closed my phone over the past few days.

Every single time I did it, I hoped for only one thing.

A message.

A call.

A simple explanation from Lance.

But until now… There was still nothing.

I sat on the bed in my room, my phone resting in my hands. For a few seconds, I simply stared at the screen before opening social media again—something I had been trying so hard to avoid, yet somehow couldn’t stop myself from doing.

And the moment the page loaded, it felt like the entire world suddenly became heavier.

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