Cole stepped outside, feeling the chill of the night air against his skin, though the cold couldn't compare to the storm brewing inside him.
The encounter with Eve had left him shaken to his core, one of the most heart-wrenching moments of his life.
He hadn't wanted to leave her like that, but deep down, he knew she needed space—time to process whatever was happening between them.
Yet, Cole couldn't comprehend the sudden shift in her. What had changed so drastically?
It was cruel irony. The very act of Eve wanting to sever their connection had made him realize how much he didn't want that.
But now? Now, he wasn't sure of anything. The sudden hang-up in her voice, the finality of it, had caught him off guard in a way nothing ever had. It was only when the prospect of losing her became real that he realized—he didn't want her to go.