Theodore's Pov
The soft hum of the elevator fills the silence around me, a quiet contrast to the storm of thoughts moving through my head. I stand motionless, hands tucked into the pockets of my jeans, my gaze fixed on the glowing floor numbers ticking down one by one. The walls reflect a faint, blurred version of me, someone who, just hours ago, had everything he'd once lost right in front of him again... if only briefly.
Juniper’s words echo in my head. “We can keep building on our friendship, but I’m afraid I can’t offer you more.”
It sting, but she’s right. Last night was perfect. But it was also a moment, not a promise. And if all she can give me is her friendship, then I’ll take it. Because losing that would’ve hurt more.
The elevator slows to a stop with a soft chime, and the do
