Dominic's POV
I closed my door quietly, like the sound itself might accuse me.
I leaned my forehead against the wood for a moment longer than necessary. Her voice wouldn’t leave me alone.
‘I’ve felt this way since high school.’
Not last year.
Not recently.
Not since she returned.
Years.
I exhaled slowly and straightened, loosening my tie with fingers that didn’t feel like my own. The knot slid free, fell onto the dresser. I didn’t bother hanging the jacket. It landed on the chair the same way I had, without care.
Callie’s face when she said it replayed in pieces. She was honest and raw in a way that didn’t ask for permission.
The pool. That was what unsettled me most..Not the kiss. Not the confession.
The pool. You saved me.
I had forgotten that night. Or at least, I’d buried
