(Few days later)
Clark's POV:
Sara… she was like a different person now. It was like someone had erased the warmth from her eyes overnight. Her gaze, once full of light and hope, was now cold—full of disgust and disdain. I couldn't understand what happened. One minute, we were talking about survival, about trying to make it through this hellhole together, and the next… she was a stranger. I tried. I really did. I asked her a million times, What did I do? What went wrong? But all I got were venomous stares, words full of anger, and that familiar look of contempt.
She hated me now.
I had no idea why. I tried to reach out to her. Tried to understand what changed, but nothing I did made it better. Nothing I said ever seemed to pierce the cold wall she had built around herself. At this point, I didn't even know if it was me she hated—or if it was everything I had become since all of this started.
