44. Asena
I remember the way the Hale mansion disappeared behind me.
I kept staring through the car window long after the gates vanished from sight, my fingers twisted tightly in my lap while my heart refuses to settle.
I had left, I had actually left.
After everything: the hospital, the kisses, the late-night conversations, the s*x… and their confession… I left anyway.
Part of me feels relieved but the other part feels like I am ripping something important out of my chest.
The driver didn't ask questions when I asked him where to drop me and for that, I was grateful.
He just glanced at me through the rearview mirror and simply nodded.
The night time Las Vegas shines around me in all its expensive glory.
Everything feels so alive and bright yet somehow, I feel numb.
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