Clara
My heart stopped.
No.
Not stopped.
Collapsed.
Because Reig Miller stood in front of me looking calm after casually destroying the remaining stability of my emotional state.
“I still like you.”
The words replayed inside my head so loudly that for a second I forgot how to breathe.
The city noise around us faded.
Cars.
People.
Wind.
Everything disappeared except him.
And somehow that made things worse.
Because the terrifying part wasn’t the confession.
It was the fact that some stupid hidden part of me had waited years to hear it.
I stared at him silently.
Reig didn’t look nervous.
Didn’t look unsure.
Just…certain.
And that certainty scared me.
Because I had none.
“You shouldn’t say things like that,” I whispered finally.
His gaze stayed on me. “Why?”
“Because we
