CHAPTER 82
MARA'S POV
I clutched my tightening chest, my vision blurry with tears as I watched his taillights get swallowed by the darkness. Even when he was gone, I remained standing there, hoping, waiting for him to turn and stop in front of me. I wanted so much to believe he would kiss me and tell me he's sorry for everything while I sink into his arms and tell him I was sorry.
But seconds passed by and the reality of how stupid my imagination was dawned on me.
I wiped a stray tear, sniffling as I turned back toward the swings. Kurt gripped the chains tight as he lifted himself off the seat.
He stretched a hand toward me. “Mara—”
I moved past his gesture and headed for my seat. I didn't seat down.
“I'm fine," I whispered, my voice breaking.
He reaches for me again but stopp
