Three days later at the airport...
Rosalind waved from beside our bags. "Hurry up, boarding starts soon!"
Footsteps ran up behind us. Caleb grabbed my wrist, eyes red and swollen. "Zoe, please. Just one last chance."
He pulled out his phone and deleted every trace of Seraphina right in front of me, then played a video. He was saying clearly, "We're done," while Seraphina just shrugged and walked away.
"It's over between us," he said, his voice breaking. "I've only ever loved you."
I pulled my arm free. "Move aside."
He dropped to his knees. "Little blossom..."
I froze.
That was the private name we'd agreed on ten years before, our safe word. If we fought, and he said it, I had to stop and listen.
"See? I haven't forgotten. Nothing's changed."
"That name means nothing anymore," I
