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“Sleep well? Or were you too busy dreaming of me?”

Author: Bia
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-16 00:14:12

Clara’s POV

The morning light felt harsh, almost cruel, as it crept through the curtains of my room, prying me awake from a restless night. My eyes were heavy, swollen from tears I had cried until sheer exhaustion dragged me under. I wanted nothing more than to burrow under the covers and forget the night before—forget Nolan’s taunts, his piercing gaze, Rebecca’s mocking voice, and the way it felt like I’d walked straight into a nightmare I couldn’t escape.

But life doesn’t stop for heartbreak or humiliation, no matter how much I wished it would.

I forced myself to get ready, slipping into my jeans and a simple top, tying my hair back into a half-hearted ponytail. The reflection in the mirror revealed a girl who was trying too hard to look unaffected, yet I knew the truth—my lips were pale, my eyes still rimmed with red from lack of sleep, and my chest was hollow, aching with unspoken words that felt like swallowed knives.

When I stepped into the dining room, the air thick with t
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