The Bet

POV: Vesper

Something shatters deep inside my chest at his words. How does loving Caleb make me miserable? The cruel accusation hangs in the heavy air between us, raw and suffocating. A hot spike of frustration pierces my veins, making my hands shake where they rest against his unyielding chest. I try to wrench myself backward. I need to break free from this iron grip, get past him, and run outsi