Chapter 67 I Hate That I Still Want Him
- Sheila POV
- “What do you want?”
- The words slip out of me like soap out of my hand. I can’t help it. My body is shaking, my chest tight. The hallway feels too narrow, suffocating, and all I can think is—what if Alina shows up? What if she rounds the corner and finds us here, alone, standing so close, the air too thick with unspoken things?