Melody~By the third week of pretending I was fine, I was ready to admit I was terrible at it.Not out loud, of course. Out loud I was doing great. I went to class. Answered questions, held conversations. I even laughed a few times when people expected me to. From the outside, I probably looked completely normal.The problem was that every quiet moment immediately betrayed me. The second I was alone, my brain went right back to Reina. It was annoying. Embarrassing, honestly. I was twenty-three years old. I had survived exams, family drama, terrible relationships, and one particularly traumatic group project that should probably qualify as psychological warfare.Yet somehow one woman had completely hijacked my ability to think about anything else and the worst part, my best friend wasn't here for me to rant about it!I was sitting in a café near campus when I finally got tired of arguing with myself. My coffee had gone cold almost twenty minutes earlier. I hadn't touched it. Instead, I
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