Chapter 57

• I steadied myself against the cold glass of the window, trying to calm my breathing. Tyler was standing there, his presence unmistakable, a face I’d tried to push to the deepest recesses of my mind.
• Yet, seeing him again, my pulse quickened, heart caught between resentment and something that felt dangerously close to longing.
• “Hey, Sam.” Tyler’s voice was soft, his gaze unyielding, filled with something too close, too familiar.