Hannah's POV

　　As the days passed, my frustration grew, bubbling just beneath the surface like a pot on the verge of boiling over. Christian had been distant lately, his work hours grew out, and every attempt I made to meet with him seemed to be ignored by one excuse after another. It wasn't like him to be like this, but lately, it felt like we were on different pages, in different worlds entirely.

　　I stared at my phone, the last text I'd sent him still unanswered. ...