(Chase)
I watched them from across the ballroom. Kendall and Jaxon. Laughing, talking, moving like they fit together perfectly.
It pissed me off.
I didn't come here for this. I told myself I was just here to network, to be seen. But the truth? I knew she'd be here. And I couldn’t stop thinking about her.
So when I saw her slip away from the crowd, walking toward the balcony alone, I followed.
It was cold as I stepped outside. She was standing by the railing, staring at the lights like she belonged in a movie. For a second, I almost turned back. But I didn’t.
“Kendall.”
She turned slowly. Her eyes met mine, and I felt that familiar sting in my chest. But her expression was empty. Cold.
“What happened to you?” I asked before I could stop myself.
Her eyebrows lifted, and she let out
