MELISSA'S POV

I can’t keep doing this. Of the truth, I love Xavier, but I don’t know if my heart can keep carrying the weight of this back-and-forth. He shows up, begs, buys gifts, makes promises, and for a moment I feel weak, but then the memories rush back like a storm. The rejection, the harsh words, the way he made me feel like nothing when all I ever wanted was to be enough for him.

But today… Today felt different.

When I closed the door behind him, a bouquet in my hand ...