He stalks towards me and slides his hand along the side of my neck. I gaze up at him, my heart crashing in my chest.
His lips brush my forehead, sending shivers zipping down my spine. “See you around, Red.”
Elliot walks away from me without a backward glance, and I realise that I was right all along.
I’m not the kind of girl worth fighting for.
“You can do this,” I chant to myself as I stare at my reflection in the mirror.
It’s early but if I want to make it to class on time, I need to leave soon since I didn’t go back to my dorm room last night.
I almost did.
I packed my things and everything. But something stopped me.
My phone vibrates and I grab it off the worktop.
Tally: How are you feeling?
Abigail: I’m okay.
Tally: Good. I’ll see you soon. xx
I might not have made it back to campus, but I did text Tally letting her know I’d be in this morning.
Something clicked into place last night after Elliot left. I might be shy little orphan girl Abigail Bancroft. But I’m also so much more than that.
I can do this.
I can.
I inhale a shaky breath.
It’s only a few weeks, and they’ll be gone. I know Mr Porter is probably going to suggest I resit my second year. But that’s okay.
It will give me more time to figure out what I want to do after.
I grab my bag and keys and head out to my car. The sun is shining, and I can’t help but think it’s a sign.
The universe’s way of letting me know that everything will be okay.
But as I get nearer to All Hallows’ my false bravado begins to crumble.
What if they all know?
What if Ethan told everyone? Or even worse, Scott did?
Anguish twists inside of me as I grip the steering wheel tighter. But I refuse to turn around.
I need to do this.
I have to.
All Hallows’ looms in the distance and I force myself to take a deep breath.
I have survived so much already.
I can survive losing my heart to Elliot Eaton.