I stared out the window as Cahir's car pulled away from Hansel's house. The trees blurred past, all green and brown mixing together until I couldn't tell one from another.
The pain in my chest was unbearable.
It felt like someone had reached inside me and was slowly tearing my heart out. Like invisible hooks had latched onto my ribs and were pulling so hard. Each mile we drove away from Hansel made it worse.
I'd never felt anything like this before, not even when my Mom died.
When my Mom died, the grief had been heavy and overwhelming, and I'd been sad for days. I still was. But this—this was different. This was physical agony. Like my body was trying to tell me I'd made a terrible mistak,e and every cell in me was screaming at me to go back.
But I couldn't go back.
From the corner of my eye, I saw Cahir watching me.
