There are nights she wishes she could erase.
Not the kind you regret a little and move on from. But the kind that stitches itself into your memory, bleeding into your every thought, clinging to you like a scent you can't wash off.
It started with a yes. A simple, trusting yes.
And ended with a silence she's still trying to break.
Kelvin was her best friend—her comfort, her laughter, her daily good morning.
Tristian was her calm—gentle, thoughtful, kind enough to wait in the background.
And she? She was just a girl trying to understand love in a world that confused it with want.
She never planned to fall for either of them.
She never planned to be haunted by a moment that still makes her skin crawl.
Now she lives between the past and the present, between a boy who broke her and a man too kind to reach for her broken pieces.
But something has to give.
And in the silence between what was and what could be, she must choose—between forgetting, forgiving, or finally, finally finding her voice