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96 - THE NAME ON THE LETTER

Author: Krystal Key
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-06-19 04:34:04

CHERYL'S POV

Monday morning started off too good to be true.

I woke up tangled in the soft sheets with Oliver—no, not guest room anymore. My room. My head was clearer than it had been all weekend. The hangover was gone, and in its place, a strange new feeling had settled: peace. Or at least something close to it.

Oliver had kissed me gently before leaving for his early meeting, whispering something about how I looked too peaceful to wake. We’d spent the night wrapped around each other, nothing rushed, just quiet words and the kind of closeness that made me think… maybe this could work. Maybe he was what I needed—steady, reliable, safe.

I threw on a pair of jeans, a black sweater, and pulled my hair into a ponytail. Simple. Practical. I didn’t need anything fancy to shelve books and scan library cards. The sun was already rising higher in the sky by the time I walked downstairs for breakfast.

To my surprise, the dining table wasn’t empty.

Sabrina was already seated at the far end, dres
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