Cassie sat frozen on the couch, her father’s words sinking deeper into her chest with every passing second.
You might have to live with this.
The weight of it was unbearable.
She glanced at the hallway, where Emmett had disappeared after Elisia left. He hadn’t said much since then, and honestly, she wasn’t sure what there was to say. They’d both ruined something that could never be undone.
But her dad was right about one thing—Emmett needed to leave.
Cassie pushed herself up, her legs shaky as she walked toward his room. The door was half-open, and when she stepped inside, she found him sitting on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the floor.
“Emmett.” Her voice came out quieter than she expected.
He blinked and looked up. His face was pale, drawn with guilt, exhaustion, regret
