Elsa
I woke up the next morning to the sound of my phone ringing, and reality came crashing down. The dreaded day had arrived, and the weight of it pressed down on me like a suffocating blanket.
I glanced over to see Adam sitting on the edge of the bed, staring blankly into the distance, his face full of pain that he was trying so hard to mask. My heart broke seeing him like that, so still, so defeated. I reached for my phone and saw it sitting beside me, the screen lit up with notifications. Twenty missed calls. My chest tightened as I realised they were all from Lucas.
As if my morning wasn’t already ruined, I saw that Lucas had also sent several messages, and I knew I couldn’t avoid them. Reluctantly, I opened them, and each word felt like poison seeping into my skin.
“I am not a
