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Chapter 6 - Countdowns and Cracks

📖 CHAPTER SIX

Avery's POV

There were signs everywhere that college was ending.

Caps in bookstore windows.

Senior countdown posts.

Professors saying things like "In the real world…" with unsettling enthusiasm.

A giant banner hung across the quad:

28 DAYS UNTIL GRADUATION

I hated it.

I stared at it while Ethan sat beside me on the steps, scrolling through his phone like it might explode.

"You okay?" I asked.

He nodded too quickly.

"Nope," I said. "Try again."

He hesitated. That scared me more than silence.

Ethan's POV

I hadn't meant for her to find out like this.

The email sat open on my phone, glowing like an accusation.

Subject: Post-Graduation Opportunity — San Francisco

Full-time position. Prestigious. Immediate relocation.

Everything I'd planned before her.

"I got a job offer," I said.

Her smile faltered for just a second.

"That's… amazing," she said carefully.

"It's across the country."

Silence.

Avery

There it was.

The ending I'd been avoiding.

"When were you going to tell me?" I asked.

"I just found out."

That wasn't the whole truth.

"And you're taking it," I said. Not a question.

He didn't answer.

I stood.

"Okay," I said brightly. Too brightly. "I need air before I cry or scream, and I don't know which one it'll be."

I walked away.

This time, he didn't stop me.

Ethan

I hated myself for letting her go.

But fear was louder again.

Lena found me that night at the lab.

"He's leaving, isn't he?" she said smugly.

I didn't respond.

"People like you don't stay," she continued. "You disappear when things get real."

I snapped.

"I'm not running," I said. "I'm choosing stability."

She smiled. "Same difference."

Avery

Maya found me sitting on my dorm floor, surrounded by half-packed boxes.

"He didn't choose you," she said gently.

I swallowed. "I don't want to be someone's almost."

Graduation music drifted from somewhere outside.

I hated it.

Ethan

I watched Avery from a distance the next day.

She laughed with Jordan. Avoided my eyes.

It felt worse than losing her.

I'd chosen the job.

But I was losing everything else.

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