Mias POV

I folded another shirt into my suitcase, hands trembling slightly as I zipped it shut. Daisy stood by my side, quiet and supportive, helping me pack the last of my things.

Are you sure you have everything? she asked softly.

Yes, I whispered, glancing around my room one last time. It felt emptier now, as if it knew I was never coming back.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the hallway, and Lucas appeared in the doorway. He watched me silently for a ...