Emmaline’s POV
I stepped back, walking as fast as I could on crutches.
My heart was hammering in my chest as I tried to keep the sobs in my throat.
I came to tell him to stay away. To tell him I didn’t want his help and I was leaving for Miami, only to see the truth.
Only to see the truth again.
How many times? How many more times did Aiden have to break my heart before it clocked?
Before I realised there was no going back?
I was out of the med bay now, on the bleachers. It felt like the sun was mocking me by shining so freaking bright.
“Emmaline!”
I froze, refusing to turn as the sound of footsteps grew closer.
“Emmaline, whatever you saw or heard…” He began. “It’s not the—“
“Truth?” I turned, watching as his eyes softened.
“Emmaline,” My name rolled off his tongue li
