Xtramood — Free Forever

Her friends noticed. “You’re so… much lately,” one said carefully. Another stopped inviting her to brunch. Her boss pulled her aside after she burst into tears over a spreadsheet—then, twenty minutes later, laughed maniacally at a typo.

One morning, she chose —a sepia glow that left her hollow and yearning. The next, Righteousness —a blinding white that made her argue with a barista about oat milk. XtraMood

She was lying in bed, scrolling past photos of her ex—him smiling with someone new, her arm around his neck. The old Lena would have felt a dull ache, then moved on. But the new Lena reached for her phone. Her friends noticed