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Saya's POV. Only one chapter. So don't worry 🤣
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Looking at herself in the mirror, Saya couldn't recognize herself without makeup. Her skin was ashen, almost ghostly. A cold sweat glistened on her forehead and her sunken cheekbones. Her once lively eyes were getting duller like it was clinging to one last bit of life.
She looked tired. Sick.
Saya took a deep breath feeling so weary that she was practically dragging her body to move. Being in Black Lion, constantly competing and grinding and following Mike all around, was tiresome.
They no longer go on dates. Eat in fancy restaurants. Shopping. Watching movies. Spend some time together. All Mike thought about was the game and Black Lion, which got on her nerves.
She was no longer happy, and everything was taking a toll on her mental and physical health. Being with Mike was making her mad. Tired.
She needed alone time.
She needed to be away from him. A cool-off, maybe?