Ava’s POV"Don't you dare walk away from Jackson?" As thunder boomed above, my voice broke through the stormy night to reflect the turbulence in my chest. Though my garments were soaked by the rain, which hammered against us, I paid no attention. I focused just on him—about the man a few feet away, his back to me, shoulders tight as if he were supporting the weight of the earth.He stopped, his head slanted just slightly, but he turned nowhere. His quiet was worse than anything he could have spoken."Say something!" I yelled, the rawness in my voice ringing over the vacant forest. Tell me this is not goodbye! Tell me, you are not giving up on us—on me!At last he turned, water streaming down his sculpted face flashing in his eyes. "What do you want me to say, Ava?" His comments were cutting, like a knife piercing the air. "Am I sorry? That I yearn for various things? Given that I am and do. None of that, though, alters the reality that I am the cause everything is disintegrating!That
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