Chapter 145

Elodie’s POV

Kiernan walked a little ahead of me with his hands tucked into the pockets of his hoodie, shoulders tight in a way I recognized instantly.

He looked as if he was thinking, overthinking, actually, which usually meant he was fighting the urge to say something. I followed him down the sidewalk toward the parking lot, my bag bouncing lightly against my hip, heart still stuck on that stu