Kimberly
The room was silent, but my mind was in turmoil.
I sat on the bed, my legs curled beneath me, staring blankly at the ornate carvings on the headboard. Sleep should have come easily after such an exhausting day, but instead, I found myself wide awake, trapped in an endless loop of thoughts I couldn’t escape.
Kendrick’s voice echoed in my head, his words repeating over and over again.
“I love you.”
I squeezed my eyes shut.
Had I imagined it? Had I drifted too close to sleep and conjured up something so ridiculous that my mind was now fixated on it?
No. I had heard him.
The words had been quiet, almost as if he hadn’t meant to say them, but they had been real. And now they were tearing me apart from the inside.
I sighed and laid back down, my hands propping my head upward as
