Aidan’s POV
The first thing I noticed wasn’t the fear on her face.
It was the bag..
It hung loosely from her shoulder, worn at the edges.
She wasn’t merely going somewhere. She was leaving. For good.
For a long moment, neither of us spoke.
The silence stretched between us until it became almost unbearable.
Finally, I broke it.
“Where are you going?”
Her fingers tightened around the strap of her bag.
“I…”
She glanced toward the door before looking back at me.
“I just…”
She couldn’t even finish the sentence.
I slowly walked toward her.
Each step made her retreat another.
By the time I stopped, her back was pressed against the door.
There was nowhere else for her to go.
“Answer me.” I said.
Her breathing became uneven. “I have to leave.”
“Why?”
The word left my mouth befo
