Skykar's POV I was trying to eat breakfast without dying of embarrassment, which was harder than it sounded when Mila was beside me grinning like a hyena who’d just spotted a particularly tasty rabbit. She didn’t even try to hide it.“You’re a mess,” she said, stabbing a piece of toast like it had personally offended her. “Your hair, your face… honestly, you’re lucky you don’t look like a crime scene.”I shot her a look that should’ve killed, but she just laughed. Typical Mila. She could reduce you to a pile of self-conscious rubble and somehow make it feel like a compliment.“I’m not a mess,” I said, but my voice lacked conviction. I pushed my scrambled eggs around my plate like they were secrets I didn’t want to share.“You were crying yesterday,” she said, bold as ever, chewing slowly. “ Big, ugly, weeping mess. And no one saw except me, which, congratulations, you’ve officially ruined the universe with your dramatic self-pity.”I froze, fork halfway to my mouth. I didn’t know whe
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