40. It Doesn't Hurt Anymore
Michelle
To my surprise, the following days passed with unexpected tranquility. Dylan kept his promise to not leave me alone and became my constant support. I quickly noticed Leclerc's mocking smiles and Ryan's frustrated expression every time we crossed paths, but Dylan's hand, firm and steady, was always there. It was a strange feeling for me, something I wasn't used to, but deep down, I appreciated it more than I wanted to admit.
As I was getting ready for the closing dance of the event, the sound of my phone interrupted my thoughts. Seeing the name on the screen, an automatic smile lit up my face. It was my daughter. Without hesitation, I swiped to switch the call to video.
“Hi, my love!” I greet her enthusiastically.
“What are you doing awake at this h
