Chapter 19 : A Ghost from the Past

*Lexie’s POV*

I stand by the window, my fingers nervously tapping on my phone as I compose a text to Natasha. The morning sun filters through the sheer curtains, casting a soft golden glow across the room. I can't help but worry about her after her heated discussion with Noland yesterday.

"Hey, Tasha," I type, my heart heavy with concern. "Just checking in on you. Are you okay? Let me know if you need anything." I hit send and exhale, hoping she's alright.

My phone buzzes a few moments later, and I see Natasha's name light up on the screen. "I'm fine, Lex. Thanks for checking in. I'll be back later today, don't worry about me," her text reads. My chest tightens at the thought of what she might have gone through, but I trust her enough to give her space when she needs it.

"Alright, just wanted to make sure," I reply, adding a small heart emoji. "See you later, take care."

Natasha's response is brief, but it's enough to assure me that she's handling things: "Love you, Lex."