Chapter 65
Ella
I pushed him away.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered, my voice barely audible, but firm. “I can’t do this.”
Damon’s eyes flickered with something unreadable—hurt, confusion, frustration—but he didn’t stop me as I turned on my heel and ran. I didn’t care where I was going; I just needed to get away. Away from the suffocating pull between us. Away from the moment that never should have happened.
My heart pounded in my chest as I raced through the dark hallways, my breath coming in ragged gasps. What had I been thinking? I knew this wasn’t right, that it would only complicate things, but for a moment, I let myself forget.
Stupid.
I reached my room, my hand trembling as I pushed the door open. Relief washed over me as I stepped inside. The familiar space wrapped around
