It Hurts

Maeve’s POV

Maeve's POVI retreated from the sunlit garden and buried myself in the deepest corner of Lucas’s room. Evelyn’s words should have been a lifeline, something sturdy to hold onto. Instead, the conversation left a suffocating dark in my chest, a heavy blanket of reality that blocked out the light. I pulled my knees hard against my collarbones and locked my arms tight around my shins. My