~CELINE~
I pulled away from Hunter, embarrassed by my breakdown. "I'm sorry," I whispered, wiping my face with the back of my hand.
I couldn't bring myself to meet his eyes. What was I thinking, falling apart like that in front of him?
Hunter stood there, looking just as confused as I felt. He ran his hand through his hair… an action I'd come to recognize when he was hesitant.
"There's no need for you to pack your bags," he said firmly.
I bit my lower lip nervously, glancing at my half-packed duffel. "It's my fault…”
"Don't," he cut me off, his voice turning cold. "Don't say that."
I turned to continue packing, determined to leave before I caused more trouble, but Hunter grabbed my wrist. The sudden contact made me pause. I looked down at his hand wrapped around my wrist, then back
