Cassian’s POV
Her words still burned in my chest.
‘I don’t want to see your face again.’
She’d walked away from me like I was nothing. No...worse. Like I was poison.
The rest of the training wrapped up like it always did. Commands barked, students running, some laughing too loud, others whining about sore muscles. But I wasn’t really there. My body did what it needed to, correcting stances, giving Drew a nod when he called out counts, but my mind stayed back at that riverbank where she pulled herself away from me like she’d been scarred.
And maybe she had been. By me.
When the buses rolled up, everyone scrambled for seats, shoving their gear bags into the overhead racks, water bottles clattering to the floor, voices too high after an exhausting day. The kind of noise that usually mad
