When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
Violet's Pov I lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling, the darkness surrounding me. My mind was racing, filled with thoughts and emotions that I couldn't seem to shake. I tossed and turned, trying to find a comfortable position, but it was no use. Sleep was elusive, slipping further and further away with each passing moment. My thoughts wandered, jumping from one thing to the next. I thought about what happened earlier, the strange meeting with Rachel and then Jason, I was replaying conversations and interactions in my mind. I worried about whether I said the right thing or if I came across as too awkward or needy or weak. I felt like I was constantly second guessing myself, never feeling quite confident in my actions or decisions. There is no way he would do it right? He should just be