I knew more about her for never having spoken to her. We didn't need to. Because the way she looked at me sometimes, that said it all. She wanted me. She didn't mind that I'd stop by her apartment late, or that I'd watch her sleep, buried under her gray blanket, while the stars strung around her room blinked on and off to the rhythm of her breathing.


39. Adam

I wanted forgiveness. I needed it. From Devon. From Avery. From Alexa and Katherine.

They needed to know how sorry I was. I hadn't mean to hurt them. I only did it because I didn't understand that it was wrong. I thought I was doing the right thing.

Running had been the right thing.

Katherine had tried to help, and how did I repay her kindness? I killed her. Because I thought she was standing in the way of a woman who didn't even want me.

Who, up until a few weeks ago, had no idea who I was. But she did now.

And she would never forget me.

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