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What Silence Breaks

Author: DB Novels
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Chapter Twenty-Two: What Silence Breaks

Ardyn's Pov

The cold hit harder than I expected.

Not the temperature, but the kind that seeps into your chest when you realize you've got nowhere to go and no one waiting for you. The kind of cold that wraps itself around your ribs and squeezes until you're numb.

I kept walking. Past streetlights that flickered, past people who didn’t look twice. My dress was torn at the hem, I could feel a scrape burning on my knee, and my chest was tight with everything I hadn’t said. Everything I couldn’t take back.

He let me walk away.

I don’t know what I wanted him to do. Maybe stop me. Maybe fight for me. Or maybe I just wanted to prove that I could still leave—that I wasn’t completely trapped in him.

But every step I took away from him felt like tearing skin from bone.

I didn’t have a plan. My phone was dead. My legs ached. And the streets got darker the farther I moved from the main road. I passed a shuttered bar with broken glass on the sidewalk and a
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