Amara's POV
I didn’t wait for him to stop me. Didn’t wait for him to apologize. I couldn’t—if I did, I’d break. If I stayed and listened to him, I knew I’d fall apart. So I ran. I ran from Caden, from the suffocating air between us, from the hurt in his eyes that mirrored my own.
My footsteps echoed in the empty hallways, my heart pounding in my chest like a war drum. I could feel his eyes on me, could almost hear him calling out to me, but I refused to look back.
I just needed to get away.
The campus blurred around me as I pushed through the doors and out into the cool, crisp air. The world felt muffled—like everything was happening behind a thick wall of glass. I didn’t know where I was going, but I didn’t care.
All I could hear was the echo of his words. "Maybe I never did."
Tha
