Adira’s P.O.V
The urge to scream, run, and cry out my eyes rocked through me as pent-up emotions brimmed within me. Despite the emotions that clashed inside of me, all I did was walk with a flashlight in one hand— numb to pain and the fact that I had driven an ash stake straight into my first love’s heart.
Zephan never got to know how I felt about him then. Those childish feelings were now gone but I’d never imagined that we would meet again in that sort of situation. I’d imagined that we would meet again with him in that ice-cream truck, where I would get to tell him about my silly crush and show him the letters that I never sent.
He would then grab my head into the crook of his arm, ruffle my hair, and chastise me for crushing on him instead of paying attention to the things he taug
