**Gaia**

I run.

Away from Lysander. Away from his desperate pleas. Away from the part of me that wanted to say yes.

Gina keeps pace beside me, not asking questions until we're safely back in my room.

"Are you okay?" she asks finally.

"I don't know."

I sink onto the bed, my hands shaking.

"He said he wants a chance. That he'll prove he's changed. That he—" My voice breaks. "That he ...