~ Becca ~
I should’ve known something was off the second Jace didn’t say anything.
No smart-ass comment.
No calm voice cutting through the room.
Just him standing there, jacket half-on, staring at the floor like it personally betrayed him.
“What?” I asked.
He looked up. His eyes were darker than usual. Tired. Wired. Like he’d been holding something back all night and was one breath away from snapping.
“I can’t do this halfway anymore,” he said.
My chest tightened. “Do what?”
“This,” he replied. One hand lifted, gesturing between us. “Whatever the hell we’re pretending this is.”
I crossed my arms, defensive on instinct. “No one’s forcing you.”
“I know,” he said quickly. “That’s not what I mean.”
Silence pressed in.
He took a step closer. “I keep telling myself it’s just proximi
