Flashback: Three days after Misty runs away from Donovan after their encounter with Shayla, Misty curled into herself on the edge of her bed, arms hugging her torso . She replayed the week's bitter moments, her heart a disjointed rhythm against her ribs. A sudden crash of the door yanked her from her thoughts.
Donovan burst in, eyes wild, breath jagged. “Donovan? What are you—”He rushes to the left side of the room, his back against the wall, an animal cornered. “I - I don't...”
Beneath his chaotic exterior, she caught a glimmer of turmoil flickering in his gaze. “Listen, I was thinking… I get it. You and Shayla—” Donovan's breath hit hitches. “What do you mean you get it?” He struggled to find words, his body taut with a tension that pulsed through the air. Her voice softened. “Guys hav
