The rain slowed. Just drizzle now. Soft. Almost gentle.
Landon and Sienna stood in the street. Still soaked. Still shaking.
Not from cold. From everything else.
She looked at him. Eyes red. Swollen from crying.
"I can't go back in there." Her voice barely there. Whisper. Broken.
"Then don't." He said it low. Simple.
She stared at him. Waiting for more.
"Come with me."
Hesitation flickered across her face. Logic screaming at her to leave. To run. To protect herself.
For a second, Noah's face flashed in her mind. His anger. His betrayal. The ring still on her finger.
Her parents' voices. Warning her that some people never change. That trust once broken stays broken.
But Landon wasn't some people.
He was the ache she never learned to live without.
And
