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CHAPTER 18: It Was Sent Yesterday

Author: Lady Sheldon
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-15 23:59:20

The silence that followed pressed in on me from all sides. The café, which had felt loud and crowded only moments ago, seemed to recede, the chatter dulling into a distant hum. I could feel my heartbeat in my throat, heavy and insistent, as if my body was trying to remind me that I was still here.

Still breathing.

Still holding everything together by sheer will.

“I think…” I began, then stopped, swallowing hard. “I think I’m going to head back home.”

Mia straightened immediately. “Thea—”

“I’m just tired,” I added quickly, standing before she could protest.

My chair scraped loudly against the floor, drawing a few glances our way. I ignored them. I had reached my limit. I could feel it in my bones, that familiar tightness in my chest that warned me if I stayed any longer, I’d break right there between half-drunk coffees and strangers’ conversations.

Mia stood too, her concern now fully unmasked. “You’re not going alone.”

“I can order a ride,” I said automatically, already reaching fo
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