Billie.
I turned off the stove, grinning like I just won the lottery. Finally—some good chicken! It's been days since I had real food. I was starting to think my body had developed an exclusive diet of noodles and regret.
I packed some into a lunchbox with two cartons of fruit juice—because hydration is key when you're plotting your escape from reality. Carefully, I loaded them into my backpack, feeling like I was smuggling treasure.
Then I turned to glare at Lexus, who was glued to his tablet, probably scrolling through something that would make me question his life choices.
As much as he's a perv, I have to admit—he really came through for me with the whole Alex-and-Daisy disaster. I still can't believe I once loved Alex like my life depended on it. Ugh. Seeing him all lovey-dovey with Daisy was like watching my favorite show get canceled mid-season. A relationship I had high hopes for? Gone. Just like that.
