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The Weight of His Silence

Author: Ava
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Ava's POV

I didn’t know how long I sat there. Time had lost all meaning, dissolving into an endless, agonizing stretch of silence and shame. The tears had long since dried on my cheeks, leaving behind stiff, salty streaks on my skin that felt like physical scars. My body felt hollow, achingly empty, yet simultaneously heavy, weighted down by an invisible burden. My mind was numb, a fragile shield against the raw, screaming pain beneath.

At some point, the crushing exhaustion must have pulled me into some form of half-sleep, a shallow, restless oblivion, because the faint, almost imperceptible sound of the bedroom door opening startled me so badly my breath caught, a ragged, terrified gasp trapped in my throat.

I froze. Every muscle in my body tensed, rigid and unyielding.

The soft, almost silent click of the handle. The heavy, measured footsteps on the polished floorboards—each one a drumbeat against my shattered nerves, growing closer, inexorable.

I didn’t look up. I couldn’t. M
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