Amara's POV
I haven’t seen Xavier since I slapped him two days ago—for reasons I still choose not to name. But I miss him. Is that even possible? To miss the one person who stole you from the life you’ve always known?
And what was that life, exactly? A life of loneliness, betrayal, and heartbreak. That’s all I’ve ever known.
I’ve always been alone for as long as I can remember—until I met Bri. The one person who was never truly happy for me but pretended to be. Then came Malik, and with him, heartbreak and pain.
Then there was Xavier. Or maybe he had been there all along, and I just wasn’t aware of it. How was that possible?
He knows everything about me—more than I even know about myself. I can’t say I hate it... but it scares me beyond imagination.
Right now, I don’t even know if I
