OPHELIA'S POV
I stayed silent.
These were the words.
This was the voice.
This was the exact sincerity that made me fall for him all over again that night in Luco's mansion.
I wasn't sure if I could trust him again just for him to get scared and back away.
When I first woke up, I kept looking around.
Searching for someone.
My head felt fuzzy and I could pin down who or what it was I was searching for.
But what I knew was that I felt empty.
I needed someone.
And in a few minutes I realized, I needed him.
My eyes went directly toward my wrist and I almost cried out when I saw that the number had gone.
There was no number on my wrist.
It was only when I saw Xavier walk into my room that my heart calmed down.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
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