Izzy’s POV
I was walking through the hallway, and I kept my head down.
Students rushed past me. Everyone moved like they had somewhere to go. Something to laugh about. And someone to talk to.
Me? I just had my thoughts.
And my thoughts were in chaos.
I tried very hard. So hard not to think about Killian, but it was impossible. It was like I was trying so hard to stop myself from breathing. Every song. Every hallway. Every corner. Every smell of pine did nothing but remind me of him.
It hurt.
It hurt to remember his face. His voice when he calls me baby. The way his eyes became so soft when he spoke to me like I was something fragile. One that needed to be taken care of.
I wanted to hate him so bad. But I could not.
My phone buzzed in my pocket, and my heart did a stupid flip.
