I got drunk that night, so Ryan had to send me home. When we exited his car, he carried me on his back. I giggled and refused to go inside.

He walked around the neighborhood with me on his back while recounting everything that happened during my freshman year. I remembered how nice he had been to me. Eventually, I fell asleep on his back.

I didn't remember how I returned to my room, but I felt at ease. I was no longer afraid since my parents were there to care for Ava. I felt like I could do whatever I pleased.

Suddenly, a series of phone calls woke me. My head still pounded, and I knew it was a holiday. I silenced my phone and buried my face in the pillow, forcing myself not to overthink. However, I couldn’t sleep or shake the pain in my heart anymore.

Suddenly, my phone rang again.

I picked up my phone and saw Atlas’s name. After some hesitation, I finally answered. After all, I had longed for him to call me.

"Yeah?" My voice was hoarse from just waking up.

"Why didn't you ans