C28 Sanctuary in Beverly Hills.

Dontrell sprang up and sat beside me, his weight shifting the mattress slightly on my left. His presence was comforting as I leaned into him. The weight of everything still pressed on my chest, but for now, his presence was soothing.

“Hey, it’s okay," he said, his voice steady. "I know things feel off right now, but you don’t have to carry this alone."

His words eased the weight on my chest