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I’ve spent all these years keeping a firm distance because that’s what she wanted.
This is the closest we’ve been since…
I squash all thoughts of our past.
If she weren’t so absorbed in her phone, she’d catch me staring, and then all hell would break loose.
“Wolf?”
When Larsa’s slim hand settles on my forearm, I shake it away. It’s not a conscious decision on my part.
More of a habit.
“So, about lunch?—”
When Fallyn hustles up the wide stone stairs of Vanderberg Hall and slips inside the glass doors, I make a split-second decision.
“Maybe another time? I need to stop at the registrar’s office.”
Disappointment flashes across her pretty face. “Yeah, sure.”
Before she can nail down a different date, I take off.
“Hey, where are you going?” Colby calls out. “I thought we were grabbing something to eat?”
I raise my hand. “I’ll catch you later. There’s something I need to take care of.”
And then I’m slipping through the doors and into the building. A few groups of students loiter in the hallway. I glance up and down the corridor, wondering if I’m too late.
That’s all it takes for me to hesitate and wonder what the fuck I’m doing. It’s not like I’m actually going to strike up a convo with this girl. As close as we once were, that’s not something that will ever happen.
Not after all this time.
Fuck.
We’re coming up on five years.
That thought is like a punch to the gut that nearly robs the air from my lungs.
There’s never been a single day that’s gone by that I don’t think about him.
Or her.
Just as I drag a hand through my short strands, people shift, and I catch a glimpse of her dark head turning the corner at the far end of the hall. Without thinking, I’m on the move again. It’s as if there’s an invisible string binding us together. Whether she’s aware of it or not, we’re still connected. There will never be a day when that’s not true.
I glance at the sign on the wall that points in the same direction.
Student services.
When there was a problem with my tuition bill last year, this is where I met with an advisor to straighten it out.
As I come to another corner, I pause, peeking cautiously around it. Fallyn is standing outside the office as she glances down at her phone. A few people loiter in the vicinity as well.
From here, I watch as she straightens her shoulders before sucking in a deep breath and walking into the office. A look of determination settles over her features. Even though we’re no longer in each other’s lives, I know her well enough to recognize that she’s gearing up for a fight.
My brows draw together.
What could be the issue?
