As I left the school building, the weight of Mason's words and the reality of our bond pressed heavily on
my mind. The crisp afternoon air provided a welcome contrast to the suffocating atmosphere inside. I walked aimlessly, letting my feet carry me wherever they wanted to go, trying to sort through the
tangled web of emotions that had ensnared me.
The park came into view, its familiar tranquility calling to me. I had always found solace there, amidst the trees and the gentle hum of nature. As I neared the entrance, I noticed a solitary figure sitting on one of the benches. It was Olivia, her posture stiff and her expression distant. She seemed lost in thought,
staring at the horizon with a contemplative look on her face.
“Elena,” she called out as soon as she saw me, her eyes widen
