XAVIER’S POV

I sat there long after I ended the call with Marco, phone still in my hand, my knuckles white from gripping it too tightly. My mind was running in vicious circles, replaying everything over and over. Marco’s words should’ve calmed me—he hadn’t heard from her either, and the shoot was canceled. If anything, that was proof that Melissa wasn’t ignoring me, that maybe she was just stuck in a situation out of her control. But instead of easing my mind, it only twisted ...