Jillyanna stared at her phone, her thumb hovering over the screen as she scrolled through the relentless barrage of online comments about her. An internal debate raged in her mind: should she finally post a picture to put the rumors to rest, or simply continue treating the internet like background noise?
Frustrated, she set the device down. Over the past few days, a new melody had taken root in her mind, and she had already penned the lyrics. Yet, as she sat before the sheet music trying to arrange the tune and accompaniment, the inspiration stalled. Realizing she was spinning her wheels, Jillyanna decided she desperately needed a break.
Her gaze drifted across the room, landing on a large plush toy sitting on the edge of her expansive bed. The sight instantly triggered thoughts of Travis. It had been days since they last crossed paths.
Yielding to a sudden impulse, she typed out a quick message: 'I'm free until ten tonight. Would you like to get dinner?'
