Want Me to Come Back? Sorry, All Too Late!

My heart shattered, but I refused to let it show. Kayden and Francis, my oldest friends—the ones who’d once vowed to protect me—stood across from me, cold and unyielding, with Sharon nestled between them, wide-eyed and innocent as ever.

“Maybe if you weren’t so distant, we’d still trust you,” Francis spat, not even sparing me a glance.

Kayden’s tone was softer but no less cutting. “She’s done nothing to you, Malinda. Sharon just wants to belong... maybe the problem is you.”