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Chapter Three: What the Silence Left Behind

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Eden's POV

The moment hangs between us, heavy and impossible.

I want to retreat, run back to the safety of my room. But something in Roman’s eyes—the way they’re searching, raw and unguarded—keeps me rooted.

Slowly, I lift my hand and place it against his chest. The warmth beneath my palm is like a silent promise. His breath hitches, but he doesn’t pull away.

“Roman,” I whisper, voice trembling. “I’m not a child anymore. And I’m tired of being the one who has to hold back.”

His eyes darken, conflicted, but his hands find mine—steady, grounding.

“We shouldn’t,” he says, voice low and thick with restraint.

“No,” I admit, “but we will. Because I’m done waiting.”

Before I can second-guess myself, I close the distance.

Our lips meet—soft at first, testing, then deeper. The world around us blurs into silence.

It’s not perfect. It’s messy and complicated and dangerous.

But it’s real.

And in that moment, I don’t care about the rules, or the promise, or the future.

I only care about him.

******

I barely remember getting to my room.

The kiss still burns on my lips, an electric brand that won’t fade.

But the silence that follows is worse than anything.

Roman hasn’t come after me.

I sit on the edge of my bed, heart pounding with a mix of triumph and terror.

What just happened?

Was it a mistake?

A door slammed downstairs.

I freeze.

Roman.

He’s not coming up here.

He’s standing at the foot of the stairs, face shadowed, eyes unreadable.

“I shouldn’t have done that,” he says quietly, voice rough like gravel.

“Neither should I,” I reply, surprising myself.

He steps closer, hesitant. “You don’t understand what this means. What it could cost you.”

I stand up, meeting him halfway.

“Then help me understand.”

He swallows hard, the weight of everything pressing down.

“This isn’t just about us,” he says. “It’s about promises. Loyalty. The man who trusts me to protect you.”

“And what if protecting me means being honest?” I ask. “Being real?”

Roman looks at me—really looks—and I see the war inside him.

The man torn between duty and desire.

“I’m scared,” he admits.

“So am I,” I whisper.

We stand there in the dark, two broken pieces that maybe—just maybe—fit together.

*****

Roman's POV

The house feels different tonight.

There’s a weight hanging in the air that wasn’t there before. Like a storm waiting to break.

Dad stopped me in the hallway earlier—sharp eyes narrowing as he studied Eden’s empty bedroom.

“She’s different,” he said quietly. “More distant. Reckless.”

I didn’t know how to answer.

Because I’m part of the reason.

And that secret—our secret—is already starting to crack.

Later, I watch Eden from the living room, her fingers tapping nervously on her phone.

She’s not texting friends. She’s reading something darker, searching for answers she’s not ready to find.

I want to warn her.

But how can I? When I’m the one who brought her here—into this.

My phone buzzes.

A message from the club.

“Someone’s asking questions about Eden.”

My blood runs cold.

I know what’s coming.

The past I tried to bury is dragging her in.

And this time, I might not be able to protect her.

*****

Eden's POV

The text on my phone glows in the dark, an anonymous number.

“You don’t know the truth about Roman. Be careful.”

My fingers tremble. I want to delete it. Pretend it never arrived.

But curiosity claws too deep.

Who is this? What truth?

Roman’s past—the part he never talks about—feels like a shadow lurking behind every glance.

I want to ask him. To confront him.

But fear pins me silent.

That night, when he finally speaks, his voice is low, cautious.

“There are people from my past,” he admits. “People who don’t want you anywhere near me.”

I swallow the rising panic.

“What kind of people?”

He hesitates, then looks away.

“Dangerous.”

I realize this isn’t just about us anymore.

It’s about survival.

And if I want answers, I’ll have to walk deeper into the darkness than I ever imagined.

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