Violet
I stood there long after Nate walked away, the paper’s weight still burning against my palm even though it was no longer there, as if the words had imprinted themselves directly into my skin.
The street felt too open suddenly, too exposed, my thoughts dancing all around my brain.
I was still lost in thought when a sharp honk sliced through the fog in my head. I was startled so badly my shoulders jerked.
I slowly looked up to see that Elijah’s car had pulled up beside the curb.
We hadn’t interacted much after that night and now he was suddenly in front of me again. His was the first name that popped in my head when I needed help and he had come all the way here at the drop of a hat.
I was using him again.
The window rolled down and he leaned across the seat, smiling at me in
