Hailee’s POV
"This has nothing to do with Nathan," I said quietly, my voice barely rising above the wind. "I just... I just want peace, Callum. I want to get my sanity back."
He froze.
I could see it in his eyes—the hurt, the disappointment, the heartbreak. And then, to my surprise, his eyes glistened. Tears. Real ones.
I stood there, stunned. I had never seen Callum like this before. So vulnerable, so human.
He gave me a small, broken nod, then turned around to leave.
But the moment he took that step away from me, panic gripped my chest.
No. Not again.
This was exactly how it happened with Nathan. I said goodbye, and he ended up in a hospital bed, fighting for his life. The guilt of those words still haunted me, and now I was doing it again—pushing someone away when they needed to be pulled close. I couldn’t risk it. Not again.
"Callum, wait!" I blurted, stepping forward.
He stopped, turning slightly.
My heart pounded. "Come inside..."
He stared at me for a moment, like he wasn’t sure if he’d heard me right.
I swallowed hard. "Please."
After a heartbeat of hesitation, he slowly turned back and walked toward me. And without saying another word, I led him into our home.
Lila, who was seated on the couch in the living room, was stunned to see Callum walking with me. She looked at me with questioning eyes, and I just looked away.
"Please sit." I gestured to Callum.
He took the couch while I sat on the one across from him. An awkward silence settled over the room like a thick fog.
Lila shifted uncomfortably, then stood. "I’ll be in your room," she mumbled, giving me one last curious glance before taking the stairs.
Now it was just the two of us.
I looked at Callum, and he looked at me—but neither of us said anything for a long moment. It wasn’t tense... just heavy. There was so much between us. Too much.
I finally broke the silence. "I like you, Callum."
His eyes met mine instantly, hopeful... but cautious.
"But I also like Nathan," I added honestly, my voice shaking. "And I’m confused. I don’t know what to do with these feelings, or how to handle them. Everything just feels like it’s crashing down at once."
Callum nodded slowly, his gaze softening. "It’s okay to be confused, Hailee," he said gently. "But if there’s even the smallest part of you that wants to give me a chance... then I’ll take it. I’ll wait. Just let me in—however you can."
I stared at him, my heart pounding, and after a moment... I gave a slow, hesitant nod. "Okay... But it’s nothing serious. Not yet."
A small smile curved his lips—real, genuine. "That’s more than enough for me."
Then, slowly, he stood up and walked over to me. Without a word, he bent down and pressed a soft kiss to my forehead.
I felt a flutter in my chest, but I composed myself and kept a blank face.
Callum smiled. "So I’ll see you tomorrow at school?"
I gave a half smile. "Yeah."
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