Lillianna’s Point of View
I texted Alex as soon as I was home. His response was kind and caring, urging me to rest and reach out if I needed anything. It would be awesome if I could feel even a shred of affection for him. But he paled in comparison to Xavier, the only one who could ever truly understand me. As my heart ached with longing, I cursed the intense love that bound me to my best friend, an all-consuming force that left no room for anyone else in my life.
I still had the key to his apartment, and a sudden thought crossed my mind. I could surprise Xavier with some of his favorite snacks, and we could spend the evening playing video games like we used to. Or, we could binge-watch something on his streaming service. I checked the time; it was still early in the evening. Hastily, I
