For him, it had been another fleeting moment—a memory he could lock away while he went off to save the world. For her, it had been everything. Her whole life had turned upside down and at the crucial moment, he ghosted her.
His gaze softened, a flicker of guilt and regret crossing his features. "I know that, ba- Nia. But I didn't have a choice. I had to go. It was a mission—"
Nia held up a hand, cutting him off. "You don't have to explain your sense of duty to me, Zack. I understood that. What I didn't understand was how easily you walked away without a backward glance. How could you? You just… disappeared on me. The right word would be ghosted me like a hooker! No call, no message, nothing."
He flinched, the pain in her voice slicing through him. "It wasn't easy. I wanted to reach out—"
