The crackling of the campfire seemed to echo Jacob's broken heart as he sat alone, lost in his thoughts. The events of the previous night weighed heavily on his mind, and the pain in his chest was almost unbearable. He couldn't shake the image of Callie and Victor's intimate moment, and it felt like a dagger had been driven straight into his heart.
He had known for some time that he had feelings for Callie, but he had never mustered the courage to confess them. He had convinced himself that their friendship was enough, that he could handle being just a friend. But seeing Callie in Victor's arms had shattered that illusion, and the reality of his unrequited love hit him like a tidal wave.
