Four days in the hospital, and Brandon didn't show up once.
I was scrolling through my phone when I saw Ashley's latest post. There was Brandon, leaning against her bed, peeling an apple with those long fingers, his movements soft.
The caption read, "Just a little cold, and someone's gotta play nursemaid. So annoying."
I swiped past it, my face blank.
The day I got discharged was the same day I was leaving the pack. Visa in hand, I'd booked the earliest flight. Back at the villa, I packed my bags, ready to start over.
As I dragged my suitcase downstairs, Brandon walked in. His eyes landed on my luggage, and he seemed to remember something. "You're all packed? Where are you headed? I promised I'd go with you..."
Before he could finish, his phone buzzed. Ashley's name flashed on the sc
