Danielle POV
I don’t know why I cried. Maybe some part of me finally realized that no one, not a single person, has ever tried to please me the way Knox does. And when he held me, when he wrapped me up in his arms like I was something worth protecting, all I could think about was how everyone else I’ve ever cared about is just… gone.
My sister still hasn’t replied. I keep checking, hoping maybe I missed something. A message. A call. Anything. But there’s nothing. Knox tells me I should keep reaching out, that I shouldn’t give up, but I think deep down I already have. What’s the point in chasing someone who’s already made their choice? Every time I try, it just makes me feel worse. Like I’m holding onto something that’s been dead a long time.
Knox doesn’t say anything as his fingers drag
