Chapter 83

• JUDY’S POV
• The early morning light filtered softly through my window when a knock at the door startled me awake. It was Jasmine, her bright and cheerful energy already in full force. I rubbed my eyes, my thoughts still lingering on the intimacy I had shared with Chris just hours before.
• His presence had been overwhelming in the best way—comforting, exciting, and all-consuming. Now, though, the room felt emptier without him.