I just did.
Like the room had reset itself around a new point of tension.
Caleb leaned back slightly. “This is kind of intense for film, right?”
“Normal,” I said.
But it wasn’t.
Not anymore.
Because I could feel Mason again.
Not watching.
Not openly.
Just there.
And that difference mattered.
Coach rewound again.
“Watch spacing,” he repeated.
But I wasn’t watching spacing.
I was aware of the fact that I hadn’t turned around once.
And neither had he.
That should’ve meant nothing.
It didn’t.
Mason
She still hadn’t turned.
That was the part that stayed with me.
Not Caleb.
Not Coach.
Not even the film.
Just her sitting there like she didn’t need to check the room to know it was there.
Like I wasn’t part of it.
I leaned forward slightly without thinking.
Jace noticed immediately. “Don’t do it.”
“I’m not doing anything.”
“You are absolutely about to do something stupid.”
