Elena’s POV
"Because it has always, always been you from the very beginning, Elena! Don't you get it?!"
The raw, desperate roar of his voice echoed off the cold brick walls of the empty archway, vibrating right into the center of my chest.
My heart slammed against my ribs so hard it was almost painful. The breath trapped in my throat turned to lead, my mind spinning into complete, chaotic silence. I stared at him, my mouth opening slightly as I tried to form a single coherent sentence, to ask him what he meant, to demand how long, to ask why he had hidden it behind so much armor and anger.
"Evan..." I whispered softly, reaching a hand out toward him.
But before the sound of his name had even faded into the damp air, Evan spun on his heel. He didn't look back. He shoved his good left h
