Chapter Thirty-Four
The weight of the silence hung heavy in the air as I stared at the phone in my hand. It was early in the morning, and the city outside my window was still slowly waking up. The world outside seemed unaware of the turmoil brewing in my mind. The thoughts swirling in my head, the questions I had about my future, about Stefan, and about the life growing inside me—none of it seemed to fit together anymore. Everything felt like a jigsaw puzzle with pieces that didn’t belong.
I hadn’t heard from Stefan since last night. The conversation we had left me unsettled, the way he had looked at me with such intensity, the promises that hung in the air like unspoken vows. But I had learned to trust nothing about him, nothing about his smooth words or his calculated demeanor.
And yet, something in me still craved the truth. The truth about what was really happening between us.
I didn’t know when it happened, but somewhere along the way, I had stopped just being angry at him. Now,
