Scott’s POVThe engine rumbled beneath my feet.It was a low, steady sound, the kind that usually meant movement, distance, escape. The bus doors hissed shut, sealing us in, and I felt it in my chest like a final breath being taken without my permission.This was it.Home.I sat by the window, my bag at my feet, my hands clasped together so tightly my knuckles ached. Outside, the academy grounds slipped into stillness—quiet buildings, empty walkways, a field that had given me everything and taken just as much in return.I told myself this was what I wanted.Distance.Time.A chance to breathe without every decision feeling like a battle.And yet, as the driver shifted gears and the bus lurched forward just an inch, something inside me snapped taut.Not fear.Clarity.My chest tightened, not with dread, but with a sudden, brutal truth I could no longer ignore.Running home wasn’t courage.It was avoidance.I glanced down the aisle instinctively, searching for her even though I already
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