Mount Horizon – Behind the Main Lodge, After Curfew The stars were hidden tonight — like even the sky didn’t want to see how this ends.

You didn’t plan to be out here.

But there he was. Scott. Standing near the tree line with his hands shoved in his jacket pockets, like the cold might give him something else to feel besides you.

You hated how familiar his silhouette still looked.

“Didn’t think you’d come,” he said quietly when you stepped out of the shadows.

“Maybe I shouldn’t have.”

The air between you buzzed with everything left unsaid since the night it all broke — since the yelling, the crying, the silent retreat when you both realized whatever you had wasn’t going to survive this place. Or maybe it was never going to survive either of you.

“I just…” he started, voice careful. “I thought maybe we could still be friends. I don’t want to lose you completely.”

You stared at him, stunned. Friends?

Your mouth opened. Then shut. And then, without warning, the words came, sharp and slicing:

“How can we go back to being friends when we just shared a bed?”

His expression froze.

You stepped closer, your voice shaking but louder now — angrier.

“How can you look at me and pretend I’m someone you’ve never met?”

Scott flinched like you’d hit him.

“I’m not pretending,” he said, voice cracking. “I remember everything. Every minute. You think this is easy for me?”

“Then why are you trying to act like we can be normal now?” you snapped. “Like we didn’t tell each other things we’d never said out loud? Like I didn’t fall asleep next to you thinking maybe this was the one real thing in my whole damn life?”

His jaw clenched. “Because I’m trying to hold on to something that isn’t just pain.”

You blinked, tears stinging but refusing to fall. “Then you should’ve fought for us before you gave up.”

“I didn’t give up,” he snapped. “You pulled away first!”

“I was scared!” you shouted. “And you — you let me fall instead of catching me.”

Silence. The kind that makes your chest ache from holding too much inside.

He looked at you like he was still in love. And it hurt. Worse than anything.