“Keep it for Miss Jennings,” I said coldly, gathering my things. I grabbed a box of random junk and held my bag firmly, my heart already halfway out the door.
Kael froze, his expression turning to one of confusion. A flicker of panic crossed his face.
“Skylar… where are you going?”
“Just out for a walk,” I said.
He followed me a few steps, hesitation in his stride as if he wanted to say something.
“Skylar, did you… see that post on my Instagram?”
I paused.
I knew what he was referring to.
It was the post from last night, the one I had tried to ignore.
For six years, he had refused to make our relationship public, always keeping us hidden, tucked away from the world. But then came the post, his first public declaration of Kaia.
A photo of them holding hands by her hospital bed. The soft glow of her peaceful, sleeping face illuminated the moment.
The caption read, [With you by my side, it feels like I have the whole world.]
The comments flooded in quickly.
[Is this your girlfriend?]
[Wow, Kael, you’ve been hiding her well! Together so long, and only now making it public? Wedding bells soon?]
But it was the comment that stood out the most:
[You don’t understand. This is his first love, his goddess!]