I didn’t sleep. I couldn’t.
Everytime I closed my eyes, I saw Nathan shoving Enzo. I heard the things he said and the weight of my own words too.
“I’m done with both of you.”
I’d meant it at the moment. God, I’d meant it.
But now, sitting in the dark at 2AM, staring at my phone, still off. I wasn’t so sure.
Part of me wanted to turn it on. See if they’d texted.
The other part was terrified of what I’d find.
I turned it on, and immediately, notifications started rolling in. Dozens of texts from Nathan and one from Enzo asking If I was okay.
Nathan was drowning, pulling me down with him.
And I didn’t know what I was doing anymore.
I turned my phone off again and drifted off to sleep.
I woke up to pounding on my door.
For a second, I thought I was dreaming. Then it came again, lou
