Dawn’s POV
I stood there, unable to breathe, unable to think, unable to even understand how I was supposed to move forward when everything inside me had already collapsed. Levi called my name again, but it sounded far away, almost like someone else stood in my place and listened to him. My body felt heavy, and my eyes kept drifting between the two men, both looking at me as if they had never expected me to hear a single word they said moments ago.
I could not speak. My mouth refused to move. My voice refused to cooperate. I stared at Levi, and every memory of every smile he gave me began to twist into something painful. The kisses he stole from me. The promises he whispered. The way he had touched me like I meant something. The way he had held me and asked me to trust him. None of it mad
