Adam

The thud of the slammed door echoed in the hallway, a physical manifestation of the turmoil within me. Each pounding of my heart mirrored the frantic beat against the wood. I heard the muffled sob of Hazel behind the closed door, a constant reminder of the wreckage I'd left in my wake. Distance was the only shield I could muster – distance from Hazel, from the consequences of my impulsive decision, and the ghost of a connection we'd just shattered. But the silence that followed me, ...