Font Size:
Not just survival.
Something that matches mine.
Something that doesn’t back down.
Not from a fight.
Not from this.
“Then we hit them first,” I say.
Her eyes lock onto mine.
A slow nod.
“Good,” she whispers. “Because I’m done running.”
Something in my chest tightens.
Not fear.
Not adrenaline.
Something a hell of a lot more dangerous.
“Yeah,” I murmur. “So am I.”
And this time—
When the silence falls between us—
It doesn’t feel like distance.
It feels like the moment before something changes everything.
Mila
Location: Same
Time: 10:50
I shouldn’t feel this.
Not here.
Not now.
Not with everything closing in around us.
But I do.
And that’s the problem.
Because Jase isn’t just… there.
He’s steady.
Grounded.
