FAYE
I didn’t realize when it happened.
One moment, I was still standing there—tense, guarded, holding onto my anger like it was the only thing keeping me steady.
And the next…
Something in me just… loosened.
It wasn’t dramatic.
It wasn’t sudden enough to name.
But I felt it.
The tight grip I had on everything—on my thoughts, my reactions, my need to fight back—started to slip, little by little, as Alexander’s words settled somewhere deeper than I expected them to.
I stayed quiet, but inside…
They were getting to me.
More than I wanted them to.
Because the worst part was—
He wasn’t wrong.
I had lost myself.
Somewhere along the way, between everything that had happened, everything I had been dealing with, everything I had been trying to carry without breaking… I had lost the
