Kyra’s POV

The moment Lena walked away from me, something inside me felt like my world that I had been struggling to hold together for the longest time was about to crumble, but I did not chase her; I just stood with my back now pressed against the cold brick wall, staring at the ground in front of me until my legs could no longer hold my weight.

I slid down slowly as I broke into tears, the kind of choking sob that made breathing feel like hard labor.

I knew she was trying to help me; I ...