CHAPTER 102: LIAM

The cold night air stings my face as I watch Emma walk away from me, her figure getting smaller with each step. The urge to chase after her, to grab her and tell her everything I've been holding back, is almost unbearable. My chest tightens, and I feel like I'm drowning in the wave of emotions crashing over me.

How did it get to this point? How did I let her slip so far away?

My feet move before my mind can catch up, and I find myself running after her. I can't lose her again—not like this. Not after everything we've been through. I can't stand the thought of her hating me, of her believing that I don't care. Because I do. I always have.

"Emma!" I call out, my voice rough, but she doesn't stop. She just keeps moving forward, as if she's trying to outrun everything we've been to each other.

I quicken my pace, pushing through the ache in my chest, until I'm close enough to reach out and grab her arm. She whirls around, eyes blazing with a mix of anger and hurt, and I almost flinch at th