Caleb's POV

My apartment was quiet.

I was sitting on the couch with the television on, some match I'd pulled up without actually caring who was playing, and I hadn't watched a single minute of it, the city lights doing their thing outside the window, all that movement happening below me while I sat here completely useless.

All I could think about was Elena. Specifically the second kiss.

The first one, I kissed her. I made that choice, took that step. After hearing what she said, I just did. ...