Her hand trembled slightly as she held the crystal globe. Her eyes were red around the edges, welling up.
“Cyrus. You’re really something, aren’t you?” she spat. “Go ahead, strip down completely. Walk out of here butt-naked if you’ve got the guts!”
She hurled the crystal globe at me.
It shattered on the floor with a sharp, piercing crack that echoed through the hall—like the final snap of something that had already been splintering for years.
That globe was like our relationship. It shattered into pieces too jagged to put back together.
The people around us started realizing things were going sideways. One by one, they slipped away, smart enough to leave without a word. I could feel a burning gaze on my back, hot and heavy like it was searing through me. I turned, but there was no one there.
Within moments, the hall was completely empty. The older students, the ones who’d been around the longest, had quietly gone back to their rooms.
Seth was the only one still standing beside Luna. He was shifting with unease, but I could see something in his eye. A flicker of amusement was there. The kind of amusement anyone would have when watching a spectacular show.