Ada
No! My heart starts beating rapidly. This cannot be it. Just as he disappears into the darkness of the garden, my anxiety takes over and I run after him.
“Blake, don’t go!” I call after him. “Please stop.”
“Go back to your party, Ada,” he says when I catch up with him.
“I will after we talked,” I pant as I struggle to breathe through the panic. I do not have time to decipher why I feel like this, all I know is that I cannot allow him to walk away.
“There’s nothing more to say,” he shrugs. “I didn’t make the decision to manipulate you into feeling guilty or make a choice. I’m stepping aside so you and Reese can be happy and guilt-free.”
“You have no right to make that choice on my behalf,” I say angrily. “After everything we’ve shared, you’re just going to walk away as if nothing
