CHAPTER 62

April's POV

I was running, crazy, mad, insane. I needed it. I really needed it. My feet pounded the pavement, my lungs burning as I sprinted through the deserted streets.

Tears streamed down my face, my eyes red and puffy from crying. My hair was disheveled, tangled from pulling it out in frustration.

My body ached from rolling on the floor, from banging my fists against the wall. I couldn't contain the emotions anymore.

Why did they do this to me? Why did I keep secrets from them?

I thought of Emma, of Camilla, Lucien, and Rosaline. They were I was hiding something. They knew it.

My mind raced with questions, with fears, with doubts. What was going on? Why couldn't I trust myself?

I stopped running, collapsing onto a bench, exhausted. My chest heaved as I struggled to catch my breath.

I looked up at the sky, tears streaming down my face. "Why?" I screamed, my voice echoing through the empty streets.

But there was no answer. Only silence.

And the ache within me grew, a hollow feeling