Chapter 15 The Things I don’t feel

Nova’s POV

The forest was quiet again.

Too quiet.

I stood there, breathing hard, the scent of him still clinging to the air like smoke. The night wind tugged at my hair, cool and damp, but I barely felt it. My fists were clenched so tight that my nails dug into my palms. The sting helped. It k...

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