HAILEY
“I’m leaving tomorrow morning.”
For a second, I don’t react because my brain doesn’t catch up fast enough.
“Huh?”
The sound leaves my lips before I can stop it.
He watches me.
“I’m leaving tomorrow, Hails,” he repeats, calmer this time as if saying it softer will make it easier.
It doesn’t.
“But… why?” I ask, my brows pulling together slightly.
He exhales slowly, one hand lifting to rub the back of his neck.
“I only came to Wolfnest three days ago because of… something urgent,” he says.
“And now I’m done.”
I blink.
That’s it?
“That’s not—” I stop, shaking my head slightly. “That’s not a reason.”
His jaw tightens slightly.
“I already made plans to go back when Uncle Maddox—”
“Go back to where?” I cut in, pushing off the bench as I stand up.
The question comes out
