THE ART OF FALLING
The last day before break, Nora sat alone in the hall, staring at her paper, tears threatening to spill.
Jaden sat three rows away.
So close.
So far.
When the final exam ended, students cheered, relief washing over campus.
Nora felt nothing.
She stood, gathering her things, when Jaden walked past her.
“We should talk,” she said softly.
He stopped.
“For what?” he asked.
“To fix this.”
“There’s nothing to fix,” he replied. “We’re done.”
Her world collapsed.
He walked away, leaving her standing in the middle of the hall, heart shattered beyond recognition.