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Chapter 54

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last update Last Updated: 2025-03-04 09:35:11

Chapter 54: This is the end for me

GAVIN HAWKINS POV

The sun had dipped lower in the sky by the time I arrived at her house after practice. I couldn’t wait until the next day to talk to her—to make things right.

I didn’t fully understand what I was feeling, but I knew one thing: I wanted to see her again. The thought of her hating me didn’t sit right.

Stepping out of my Jeep, I hurried toward the Spencers’ front door. The garden was in full bloom, fresh flowers sprouting up from the neatly kept beds. The neighborhood was lively with the distant sound of dogs barking, the occasional chatter from passing pedestrians.

When I reached the porch, I noticed the door was slightly ajar. I raised my hand to knock but froze. The thought of turning back echoed in my head. Instead, I stayed.

Something felt off.

Cautiously, I pushed the door open, its slow creak sending an eerie chill down my spine.

The moment I stepped inside, an instinctual alarm went off in my head.
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