Lila’s POV
I woke up before my alarm and didn’t move right away.
That always meant something had already shifted.
The bed beside me was untouched. Cold. Too neat. Aaron hadn’t slept here, not last night, not the night before. That alone told me everything I needed to know.
My phone was on the nightstand, face down, exactly where I’d left it. I reached for it slowly, already bracing for the noise. Pack updates. Missed calls. Messages stacked one after the other like people trying to fill silence with urgency.
One name wasn’t there.
Aaron.
I stared at the screen longer than necessary, thumb hovering, then locked it again. No rush. Panic never helped. Aaron didn’t go quiet unless something forced him to. He didn’t forget. He didn’t drift. He didn’t pull away gently.
He pulled away wit
