NYRA

My life lately felt like a dream I didn’t ask for.

A strange one.

The kind where everything looked real, sounded real, but none of it made sense when I tried to hold it. I heard words I never thought I would hear. I saw things I never imagined I would see. It felt like I had stepped into another world, one where nothing followed the rules I grew up with.

How was any of this possible?

Jackson… loved me?

Me?

The first time he said it, I laughed. Not the soft kind one, it was the ...