Killian’s POV
The room became so quiet after Izzy spoke. My chest was rising and falling so fast. It was like I ran round the school twice.
Izzy stood there, staring at me. Her lips pressed together, her hands hanging at her side, her whole body fighting me. I could feel it.
The ring in my hand shook because my hand itself wouldn’t stop shaking. I wanted her to just take it. I wanted her to look at me and say she forgave me. I wanted her to say she was still mine.
But instead. She was looking at me like I was two things— the boy that she was in love with. And the boy that broke her.
Sarah was standing beside her. And her mouth was opening and closing like she was a fish. Then she finally threw her hand into the air. Like she was tired of the tension in the room.
“Wait, wait, wait.
