As night fell, both Andrea and Carsyn were left alone with their thoughts, each trying to make sense of what was happening between them. Andrea, though temporarily relieved of his anger, knew that his feelings for Carsyn were more complicated than he’d admitted, even to himself. And Carsyn, though trying to stay strong, couldn’t shake the fear that she was losing Andrea, and with him, a part of herself.
But Carsyn was painfully aware that she couldn’t afford to slip back into her old habits—the ones where she was head over heels for Andrea, letting him be the center of her world, the reason for her happiness. She knew that she had to move on to protect herself from getting hurt again. The events of the night before had only reinforced that truth. Whatever had happened between them, whatev
