Chapter 28 Twenty-eight

• Zeke's POV
• Standing in front of the dresser mirror in my closet, I couldn't help but feel a pang of vulnerability beneath my carefully crafted facade of confidence and control. Despite how firm I thought I was, Kamille always had a way of stirring emotions in me that I did not think I would have towards her.
• My thoughts were consumed by her avoidance of me, her silence echoing loudly in the empty room. I longed for her response, yet the lack of it only deepened my unease.