Cole watched her, his own eyes wet. He wanted to hold her, but he didn't dare.

"What can I do, Cami?" he asked, his voice shaky. "Tell me anything. I'll do anything to fix this."

Camila let out a bitter chuckle. "You can't change what happened, Cole. Right now… I just need you to leave. I need to be alone."

Cole stood there, looking at her, took one step back, then hesitated. His words seemed trapped in his throat.

But he could only mutter one sentence. "I'm not giving up."

And this only fueled Camila's anger. Her face scrunched up, and she pushed herself up from the bed, but then,...