Page 282 of No Need to Run

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“I’m not normal.”

No argument there.

She turns into my driveway and parks my car.

I huff out a breath, something between frustration and disbelief. “I should get out of this car.”

She nods once. “Okay.”

That throws me.

I blink. “That’s it?”

“I said I’d take you back home.”

Her voice is calm. Steady.

But somehow I know she'd let me walk away.

Because she doesn't believe I will.

And even though I know I should tell her to give me my keys, change the locks, and never see her again…

I hesitate.

She sees me.

Not the version I show everyone. Not the version I hide behind.

Me.

She notices everything.

Remembers everything, even the things I forget.

Shows up without hesitation.

Never makes me question where I stand.

She just chooses me.

“You should scare me more than you do,” I say quietly.

Her gaze flicks to me. “Do I scare you?”

I think about it.

“Yeah,” I admit.

“Good.” A smile plays on her lips.

I huff out a breath, shaking my head slightly. “That’s not comforting.”

“It’s not meant to be.”

I look at her.

Really look at her.

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