Rowena~~~~~
I took a step forward… then another. Slowly. Like I was giving him time to stop me. To say something. Anything.
Maybe “Don’t go.”
Maybe “I’m sorry.”
But he didn’t move. He just stood there by the door, holding it open, eyes turned away from mine. The silence hit harder than any scream would’ve. Each step I took down that hallway felt like walking barefoot over fire. My tears had dried, stuck to my skin like a second layer.
I didn’t look back. Not once. I just kept walking, heading toward the front door.
That’s when I felt it—his hand grabbing my wrist. Tight.
My heart jumped. I didn’t need to turn to know it was him. His grip pulled me back fast, spinning me around until I crashed into his chest. And before I could catch my breath, his arms wrapped around my head, pressi
