LOGINAria and Kai finally began healing together and love found its way back through the ruins. But peace is fragile… and with finals approaching, this reunion may be only the calm before the storm. Leave a like, comment and a review. See you on the next!
The room went quieter and I looked down at my noodles.“I got it. Thank you.” I said softly, and even though things felt weird between me and her, I believed it was a start to our reconciliation.Maya looked at me worriedly.“So,” she said, “why did Riko let you go after going through all that troub
Aria.The television murmured softly in the background, before a sneakers advertisement with Kai and Ryder came in. I chuckled at his cringy modelling even though he looked handsome.I stood at the kitchen counter stirring the noodles he had insisted on me making myself, even though I had begged him
Kai looked away then, his jaw tightening, shame shadowing his face. “It’s not your fault, Aria,” he said quietly. “It was mine.”I squeezed his hand harder.“But you didn’t want to, right?” I asked, searching his face desperately. “You never wanted to hurt me that night.”The answer came so fast it
Aria.When I opened my eyes, everything felt far away, but the first thing I noticed was the beeping.A machine somewhere to my left and next was the dull ache in my head. I groaned quietly and blinked against the dim light, trying to focus.It took a second to understand where I was, but the smell
Her eyes flickered to me but they were unfocused, confused and desperate.“I’m taking you to the hospital,” I said firmly.She shook her head immediately.“No,” she whispered, her fingers clutching at my shirt again. “No, Kai… I don’t need that…”“I need you,” she said softly. “I need you…”Her body
Kai.I didn’t remember ever running this fast in my life. One second I was on the field, yelling I was going to Cannis creak bridge to Ryder, the next I was on my bike, the engine roaring beneath me as I tore out of the gates, barely missing a group of students crossing the road.Someone shouted to
AriaThe wind bit at my skin, cold and sharp as I stood beneath the towering trees just beyond the edge of the hall. The further I got, the harder it became to breathe. My lungs burned, but not from the run. From the ache in my chest. From everything I had swallowed down since stepping into that pla
I stood there in the middle of the field, the words ringing in my ears, my chest tight. My father’s voice still echoing in the corners of my mind.He wasn’t strong enough. Wasn’t good enough.I wanted to scream. To punch something. To disappear. But I did none of those things.I turned toward the te
I turned away, biting my cheek. I didn’t know how to respond to that. No one had ever said something like that to me before. It wasn’t just a compliment. It was the way he said it. Like he actually saw me. We reached the lake moments later, and I gasped quietly. It was stunning. The water sparkled
But I wasn’t his anchor. I wasn’t supposed to be anyone’s.And definitely not his.My throat tightened as the memories returned, sharp and sudden like a blade pressing against skin. That night. That horrible night in Silverwood. I’d woken up with the scent of burning wood in my lungs and the sound o







