ROSE'S POV
Kyle froze when he saw her, his eyes widening in disbelief. The emotion on his face was unguarded. His confusion was obvious, almost painful to witness. It was as if the ground had been ripped from under him, and he was struggling to stay upright.
“Ella?” His voice was a hoarse whisper, as though her name had clawed its way out of him.
I could feel the weight of the moment before he even finished speaking. The name itself sent a wave of unease rolling over me, thick and suffocating. My heart clenched. I could feel the jealousy creeping up my spine as I stood there, unnoticed, watching the two of them.
“What... what are you doing here?” Kyle’s words were sharp, confused, but behind the shock, I could sense something deeper—a familiarity, an old wound, perhaps, reopened by he
