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Chapter 22: The Walls Crumble
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2025-03-22 15:48:10Vivian sat in her car, her breathing uneven, her fingers gripping the steering wheel as if letting go would send her spiraling. The classroom, the desk, Ethan’s hands on her—it all replayed in her mind in vivid detail. She had let it happen. She had wanted it to happen. And now, she didn’t know how to move forward without crossing the point of no return.
Her phone vibrated, breaking through the chaos of her thoughts. A message from Ethan.
Ethan: Tell me you don’t regret it.
She squeezed her eyes shut. She should say yes. She should put an end to this before it went any further. But when she pictured his face, the way he had looked at her—not just with desire, but with something deeper—she hesitated.
Her fingers hovered over the keyboard before she finally typed back: I don’t know.
She stared at the screen, half-hoping he wouldn’t respond, but her phone
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