Chapter 69 It's About What You Want

Elena’s Point Of View The room was quiet except for the low hum of the AC and the faint thump of music from somewhere downstairs. My hands were twisted in my lap, nails digging into my palms so hard that little crescents marked my skin. I didn’t even realize I was holding my breath until Lexy’s fingers closed gently over mine. “Elena,” she said softly, like she was afraid I’d bolt. “Sit. Please.” I sank into the sofa, the cushions swallowing me whole. The fabric smelled faintly of vanilla and something floral, but all I could smell was him… Jaxx, like he’d branded the very air. Lexy sat down next to me, her knee brushing mine. She tilted her head, eyes warm but searching. “It’s really complicated, huh?” A bitter laugh slipped from me before I could stop it. “Complicated isn’t even the word.” Lexy squeezed my hand. “I’m here with you. No matter how complicated it is, I’ll be here to listen. You know that, right?” I nodded, but my throat was tight. Her gaze flicked over my face like she