Nancy POV
I can’t cry anymore. My tears have run dry, and now my head aches from hours of sobbing. I spend the rest of the evening curled up in my bedroom, the lights switched off, the darkness swallowing me whole.
Every time Will’s words replay in my mind, my chest tightens painfully. I feel destroyed—like someone scooped out everything inside me and left an empty shell behind.
I don’t know what to do. I don’t know how to breathe without crying again.
Just as I begin drifting into a troubled sleep, my phone vibrates loudly on the bedside table. I flinch.
Hardly anyone ever calls me. And Will is definitely not going to call… not after today. That leaves only one person.
Suzie.
The moment I see her name on the screen, my lips twitch into a weak smile. It has been days since I last sp
