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Chapter 9

Penulis: AMIRACLE22
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The morning felt slower than usual. The sunlight pooled softly across the floor, brushing against my legs as I sat at the edge of my bed. I hadn’t slept much. Not because I couldn’t, but because I didn’t want to.

Her words still echoed in my head, looping like a quiet taunt.

Wear something comfortable, we’re going somewhere tomorrow after our session.

I smirked faintly. “Comfortable? Sure, Doctor.”

I stood and opened my closet, running my fingers along the fabric of each dress until I stopped on one that wasn’t anywhere close to comfortable. Black, thin-strapped, and soft enough to whisper across my skin when I moved. I paired it with a light beige trench coat, casual enough for the afternoon, but the kind of casual that made you look twice.

If she wanted to control the game, she’d have to learn that I could play, too.

I tied my hair up loosely, letting a few strands fall over my face, and added a hint of gloss. When I caught my reflection, something about it felt different. The nerve
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  • ATTACHED WITH HER OBSESSION   Chapter 39

    The quiet didn’t feel awkward. It felt earned.Aria’s breathing slowed against my shoulder, steady now, warm through the thin fabric of my shirt. Her arms stayed around my waist, loose but certain, like she was anchoring herself there on purpose. I rested my cheek against her hair, breathing her in—soap, faint alcohol, something distinctly her.I thought about how easily silence had turned dangerous before. How it had grown teeth. How it had pushed us into imagining things that weren’t real—or at least, weren’t proven.Now, it felt different. Still fragile, but real.“I don’t want this to become a pattern,” Aria said quietly, breaking the stillness.I shifted slightly, enough to look at her. “What kind of pattern?”“Where we assume instead of asking,” she said. “Where we disappear instead of explaining.”I nodded slowly. “Me too."She pulled back just enough to meet my eyes. Her expression was softer now, stripped of the sharp edges from earlier. Vulnerable in a way I didn’t often see

  • ATTACHED WITH HER OBSESSION   Chapter 38

    Aria woke up slowly. Not all at once—no sudden gasp or sharp intake of breath—but in fragments. A slight shift of her fingers against mine. A faint crease between her brows. The smallest sound in her throat, like she was testing whether the world was still there. I didn’t move. I was afraid that if I did, she’d disappear again. Her eyes opened halfway, unfocused and heavy, before finally finding me. The moment she registered my presence, something in her face changed. Relief came first. Then confusion. Then something darker—something defensive. “How long have you been here?” she asked quietly. “Long enough,” I replied. She winced slightly, as if the answer hurt more than she expected. “You shouldn’t have come.” “You already said that.” “And I still mean it.” I leaned back slightly, giving her space without leaving. “Do you?” She didn’t answer right away. Her gaze drifted past me, taking in the empty bottles lined up neatly on the counter, the glass of water I’d p

  • ATTACHED WITH HER OBSESSION   Chapter 37

    I tried calling her but Aria didn’t answer. Xavier is confused but he refused to ask and I’m grateful that he didn’t.My mind is too loud and I couldn’t help but overthink about us until I fell asleep. The next morning, there’s still no calls from her. No preplies.At first, I told myself she was busy. Consultations ran long. Emergencies happened. Silence didn’t always mean avoidance.But I know better. Or at least, my mind wouldn’t let me not do anything.I sent one message again. Just one.Me:Are you okay? It stayed unread.I stared at the screen longer than I should have, thumb hovering uselessly before I locked the phone. I closed my eyes, my mind filled the silence for her—imagining reasons, explanations, worst-case scenarios I tried not to linger on.I skipped breakfast. Skipped checking emails. Instead, I called Martha.She answered on the third ring. “Ena? You’re early.”“I can’t make it to the fitting today,” I said without preamble.There was a pause. “Excuse me?”“I won’t

  • ATTACHED WITH HER OBSESSION   Chapter 36

    When its my turn, the clinic felt colder than it usually did. Not in temperature but in atmosphere. In the way my shoulders stayed tense as I sat on the edge of the chair, hands folded neatly on my lap. In the way I avoided looking at Aria directly when she stepped into the room. She noticed. Of course she did. “Good afternoon, Ena,” she said, closing the door behind her. Professional. Neutral. But her eyes lingered on me a second longer than necessary. “How are you feeling today?” “Fine,” I answered quickly. Too quick. She paused, just barely. Then nodded and moved toward her desk, picking up my file. “Any new symptoms? Fatigue? Sleep issues?” “No.” She glanced up. “Stress?” I hesitated. “Nothing unusual.” The silence stretched. Aria pulled her chair closer, her movements careful, controlled. She asked the right questions. Did the right checks. Spoke in the same calm tone she always used. But something was off. Or at least, to me. I kept my answers short. Flat. I didn’t

  • ATTACHED WITH HER OBSESSION   Chapter 35

    Reality doesn’t arrive all at once.It comes in pieces. In reminders. In the dull weight of routine slowly pressing its way back into places that were warm and reckless just days ago.The morning after Aria’s birthday didn’t feel dramatic. No grand declarations. No lingering sweetness wrapped in fantasy. Just sunlight filtering through curtains, the low hum of the air conditioner, and the quiet understanding that we were returning to our usual lives.I watched Aria get dressed while pretending not to.She moved with the same calm efficiency she always had—hair tied neatly, expression composed, the version of herself the world knew and trusted sliding back into place. The version that wasn’t just mine.“You’re staring,” she said without looking.“I’m not,” I replied immediately.She smiled faintly, catching my reflection in the mirror. “You are.”I shrugged, sitting up. “Just… memorizing.”That made her pause.She turned to me then, softer than before, and leaned down to press a brief

  • ATTACHED WITH HER OBSESSION   Chapter 34

    The resort felt different once the shoot ended.Not quieter but emptier. Like the place had finally exhaled after days of controlled chaos. By midmorning, luggage lined the lobby. Crew members hugged, exchanged numbers, and promised to work together again. Someone complained about early flights. Someone else laughed too loudly.I stood slightly apart, watching it all happen.Martha found me near the entrance, phone pressed to her ear, clipboard tucked under her arm. When she hung up, she turned to me with her usual sharp efficiency.“You ready?” she asked. “Van leaves at fifteen.”“I’m not leaving yet,” I said.She blinked. “What?”“I’m staying. Just… a couple more days.”Her brow furrowed instantly. “Ena, that’s not—”“I already cleared it with the hotel,” I said quickly. “I’ll cover everything. I just need a short break before my next schedule.”Martha studied my face. The exhaustion. The resolve. Maybe the faint glow she mentioned yesterday.“…Alright,” she said finally. “But I’ll

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