Chloe’s POV

Orion left without so much as a backward glance, ignoring my desperate plea. My heart clenched, and a deep, hot jealousy burned through me. I had begged him not to go. I had told him I was scared, but he hadn’t cared.

And for what?

To chase after Ava.

The realization was humiliating, but humiliation wasn’t something I wore well. Fury suited me better.

Mrs. Miller’s voice cut through my thoughts. “Chloe, dear, are you all right?”

I let out a shaky breath, blinking back tears that weren’t entirely fake. “I—I’m sorry. It’s just… everything’s becoming too much.” My voice cracked, and I made sure to sound as...