ROWAN’S POV

Why did I help her?

She made it perfectly clear she wanted nothing to do with me. Still, the sight of her looking helpless lit a fire inside me that I didn’t know existed.

Before I could think, my body moved.

Even when she pushed me away, I couldn’t bear to leave.

Maybe what pulled me wasn’t her, but the thought of what it’s like to lose control... to be in a situation you can’t control.

Help her to her room—that was the plan.

First problem: her room was locked, ...