-Arya-
"Leave now, before it is too late for me to let you go. Okay? Just leave," I said in a trembling voice. Blake shook his head and stood there, as I pushed him back, but he refused to move.
My heart began to race with a strange mix of emotions. Confusion and hurt entwined, leaving me feeling strangely vulnerable.
I tried to understand why the mere thought of him with someone else made me feel so sick. Who was he to me now? A friend who had become an adversary, a confidante, turned into a strange enemy. How had things changed so drastically, and why did his presence still hold such power over me?
He shook his head. His eyes were defiant.
"This time, I am not leaving. I am not fifteen anymore." His words cut through the air like a sharp blade, his voice tinged with an urgency that
