Sage pov

Mark stared at me like I had just said the most absurd thing in the world. His green eyes darkened, his jaw tensed, and I could see the struggle in him—the war raging inside his head.

I had just told him I was in love with him.

And he didn’t say a damn thing.

The silence stretched between us, thick and suffocating. My chest tightened. My fingers curled into fists at my sides as I waited.

For what? A confession? A rejection? Anything?

But Mark just stood there, ...