The Weight of Letting Go

Thalia’s POV

Red taillights bled into the dark down the street until Kaelen’s car was completely gone, leaving me rooted to the pavement. My pulse still hammered hard against my throat, my mind tangled in a bitter mess of anger and exhaustion.

I had been the one to tell him to get out. I had ordered him never to come near me again, yet watching the empty road where he had just been left a hollow