Mia's POV
My heart pounded so loudly that I was sure James could hear it through the door. His unexpected presence in front of my house made my stomach twist with a mixture of shock, anger, and a strange flicker of hope I didn't want to admit. He should not be here; I did not feel like there was anything left to say. But seeing him out of the hospital made me feel glad that he was okay despite the hell that he had put me through.
James looked uneasy, his eyes darting around nervously as if he hadn't expected me to open the door so soon—or maybe not expecting me to be ready at all. His hands were clenched into fists, and he shifted from foot to foot as if debating whether to say something or turn around and walk away.
"James?" I managed, my voice trembling slightly. "What are you
