~Elias~

Sienna’s words are still echoing in the quiet corridors of my mind, a necessary jolt that finally cleared the remaining fog from my head.

I should go get my girl before some other guy steals her form me.

Hearing it from Sienna didn't hurt. It didn't spark that old, familiar ache of longing. Instead, it felt like a door slamming shut on a past I had been clinging to out of habit, while the present—vibrant, beautiful, and terrifyingly fragile, is waiting for me just down the ...