SILAS' POV
Being without her felt wrong, like I was stuck in limbo, suspended between wanting and not having. Even in her absence, I felt her everywhere, her presence haunting me like a phantom I couldn’t escape. It made no sense—how could someone who didn’t love me still hold me so completely?
Would I let her go if I could? I didn’t know. Maybe I never would. Loving her was both a blessing and a curse, a force that lifted and destroyed me in equal measure. For years, I had kept my feelings carefully restrained, never crossing the invisible line between us.
But the night I kissed her, everything changed.
I’d crossed into dangerous territory, and now there was no going back. I knew exactly what that meant: even if it left me alone for the rest of my life, no one else would ever compare
