Alex’s pov

Today was Saturday, a day most students spent catching up on rest or enjoying some much-needed fun. For me, however, it was a day of work. Saturdays meant a full shift at the eatery where Linda and I worked, and while I usually found some comfort in the routine, today felt different.

The soft rays of morning light spilled through the thin curtains of my small room, bathing everything in a golden hue. But I didn't have the energy to leave my bed. It should’ve been a calming ...