“Gabby,” Miles said, coming forward.

“Don’t,” I said, holding up my hand to keep him from coming closer. “I’m going to my room now,” I said coldly. “Please don’t follow me. I want to be alone.”

I was at my door when Miles called out my name. I had half a mind to ignore him, but at the last second, I turned around and made eye contact. It hurt… it hurt because I loved him so much and everything I had just heard had done nothing to change that.

“Yes?”

“Are we going to be okay?” Miles asked.

There were five long seconds of silence. I could almost feel my heartbeat. I wondered if Miles could hear it too.

“I can’t answer that tonight,” I told him.

Then I walked into my room and shut the door on him.