Chapter 50 I Want You Exclusively For Myself

• Rachel POV
• I was lying on my bed, staring at the white ceiling as if it held answers I couldn’t yet find. The cardboard boxes scattered across the floor were a tangible reminder that change was real. It was happening. Part of me still found it surreal that I was actually moving out on my own.
• The other part buzzed with a mix of excitement, nerves, and a fear I tried to ignore. My life felt split between the warm comfort of the familiar — Nick and Scarlett’s house, their hugs, their safety — and the freedom I’d always dreamed of, now so close it almost choked me with its weight. It was like standing at the edge of a cliff, knowing the leap was inevitable but unsure if I was ready to fly.