Something Real

KELLAN’S POV

The gravel crunched under our feet as we walked away from the house, the night air sharp in my lungs. Piper stayed close to me, her posture straight, her face carefully neutral. Too controlled. Too quiet.

My heart ached as I watched her, her steady rhythm, her composure, everything. I should have known that dinner would be a bad idea. I should have anticipated my parents doing somethi