Jason's POV

The air was heavy, almost suffocating, as I sat in my car, staring at Willow’s house. The curtains fluttered slightly, and through the gap, I caught a glimpse of her moving briskly inside. She was packing. Packing for what? My chest tightened. Ruby was also leaving and I was yet to sort things out with Willow.

I had been there for her, always there. Through every storm, every heartbreak, every doubt. And now, she was slipping away from me, and it was as if I had been powerless ...