CassiaHe didn't know what to do, but I did.I watched Vincent walk away from me, his hands dragged through his hair like the weight of his own guilt was physically crushing him, and I stood in that hallway with my arms wrapped around myself so tightly I could feel my own ribs. The moment he disappeared around the corner, I dropped the act. The trembling lip, the red-rimmed eyes, the soft voice, all of it collapsed off my face like a mask hitting the floor.A scoff escaped me before I could stop it. *This man.* This same man who used to pull me into his chest in the middle of the night, who used to press his mouth against my hair and tell me nobody else existed. That same man just kissed her forehead in front of me like I wasn't even standing there. Like I was furniture. Like I was a ghost he'd already forgotten how to see.I turned toward Nyelle's door and reached for the handle, then stopped the second footsteps rounded the corridor, a nurse appeared with a clipboard tucked unde
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