CRYSTAL POV
I didn't remember how I got out of his room.
One second I was standing there, barely holding myself together, and the next… I was running.
My vision was blurred with tears, my chest heaved up and down, my breathing uneven as I rushed through the hall like something was chasing me, like if I slowed down even for a second, I would completely shatter right there on the cold floor.
My legs felt weak beneath me, but I kept moving anyway, my hand brushing against the wall at some point just to steady myself, just to make sure I didn't fall apart before I made it somewhere… anywhere that wasn't near him.
Because if I stayed any longer…
I would have gone back.. And I couldn't afford that.
Not after everything I just said, or after everything he said.
A broken
