Drowning the Storm

KELLAN’S POV

I didn’t even remember deciding to walk.

One second, I was standing in front of her, watching that look on her face, the hurt, the disbelief, the anger and the next, I was gone.

Gone from her. Gone from the restaurant. Gone from everything that felt too loud inside my head. My steps were fast at first. Sharp. Directionless.

Then slower. Then… aimless.

The city blurred around me, light