Raven's POV
The next day at school was worse than I imagined. We have general sports practice and I'm seeing them everywhere, literally everywhere I turn. Damon on the hockey rink with his black practice jersey clinging to his muscular frame, his silver eyes cold and distant whenever they accidentally land on me. Zane ran drills on the track field in dark blue athletic shorts and a gray tank top, his midnight-blue eyes avoiding me completely.
River shooting hoops on the basketball court in his green jersey, number seven blazing across his back, his usual playful smirk replaced with something hard and unforgiving.
They're suffocating the air out of me without even trying. Every breath I take feels heavy, like there's not enough oxygen in the world when they're this close but so far away
