Anthony's POV
She looked at me with angry tears, and I understood why.
I saw the pain in her eyes, and I knew I had put it there. She almost looked the way she did that day at the docks with Deron—shattered, betrayed. I hated seeing that look on her face, especially when I was the one who caused it.
Her smile, the one that lit up everything, was nowhere to be seen.
And then, I heard words I never thought I'd hear myself say.
"Maybe… maybe some space would do us both some good. Maybe we should go on a break."
The second the words left my mouth, I regretted them.
What the hell was I saying?
She was the priority. She was what I wanted. She was everything.
But maybe… maybe if I was just going to keep hurting her like this, she'd be better off without me.
She looked at me like my mom used to look at my dad in those quiet moments—moments when love wasn't enough to hold the pieces together. And it broke something in me.
I had only ever wanted to protect her. But maybe I was the one she needed protecting from.
Camila's POV
I blinked, trying to clear the rain from my lashes. But it wasn't the rain that blurred my vision—it was him.
His words hit me like a slap I never saw coming.
"A break."
It echoed inside my skull, over and over.
For a second, I just stood there—numb, frozen, still trying to make sense of what he'd said. What he meant.
I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out.
Not a protest.
Not a scream.
Just silence.
My heart twisted painfully in my chest, the kind of ache that settles deep and quiet—slow burning.
He couldn't even look at me.
"Okay," I whispered, my voice small and trembling. "If that's what you want."
He looked up sharply, like he hadn't expected me to say yes.
But what was I supposed to do? Beg him to stay?
He had already decided.
I wrapped my arms around myself, suddenly cold despite the warm rain.
I remembered the way he had looked at me before—like I was everything. And now... I saw hesitation. Distance. Regret.
That was the worst part.
Not the heartbreak.
Not the tears.
But the fact that I could already feel him slipping away.
And I couldn't stop it.
He was gone and he wasn't coming back no one that left ever did
I stood up and slowly walked away I left my heart behind with him there was a hollow in my chest that won't leave
Would convince my self that my exams were all I needed I never explained to my mom she just noticed the lack of Anthony's presence and kept her thoughts to her self .