Brax’s POV
Sitting in the living room, I felt consumed by thoughts of Willow. Every minute without her felt like an eternity, and the grasp of her absence ate at my soul. Kasey and Nat were here too, but their presence seemed superficial compared to the shadow Willow cast in my mind.
Kasey's voice broke through my thoughts, although it was muffled—as if he were speaking from underwater. He had been talking at me, not realising I wasn’t listening. His voice grew more urgent, trying to snap me out of my reverie.
“Brax!” Kasey’s yell finally dragged me back to the present.
I blinked, focusing on him. “Sorry, man. What was that?” I asked, trying to catch up.
Kasey sighed, rubbing his hand over his face. "Man, you need to let her go. She's not worth all of this. You and Dillon haven't spo
