Chapter 147

Shantelle’s POV

I sat across from Keshon at the cozy café, sipping my latte and feeling the warmth of the cup seep into my hands. The café was a little haven, filled with the rich aroma of coffee and the gentle murmur of conversations, creating a soothing backdrop for our heart-to-heart.

Soft music played in the background, its melody weaving through the air and filling the occasional silence between us, making the moment feel intimate.

Keshon leaned in closer, her eyes reflecting genuine concern.

“So, how are you doing?”

I didn’t need to ask her this question, but I knew she was concerned about what was going on with me, and I should tell her. But that didn’t matter anymore.

I hesitated, caught in a moment of vulnerability. I wasn’t sure how much I wanted to share, but Keshon’s empathetic gaze made me feel safe.

We had been friends since college, our bond forged through countless late-night pizza runs and intense study sessions, wher