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CHAPTER 17 The Night He Didn’t Knock

작가: Rakiatu Clottey
last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-11-06 05:15:57

He didn’t sleep that night.

Not really.

Liam had left the letter at her door just before midnight, the ink still damp where his hand had hesitated as if words could tremble the way people do. He’d stood there for a full minute after slipping it under, breathing in the faint trace of her presence that lingered in the hallway. The scent of jasmine and something warmer the way memory sometimes smells like belonging.

He could’ve knocked. He almost did.

But almosts had already broken too much between them.

So he walked away.

The street outside was soaked in rain, silver puddles swallowing the reflections of passing headlights. He walked with his hands deep in his coat pockets, shoulders drawn up against the wind, as if he could fold himself small enough to escape what he’d done or what he hadn’t.

For months he’d told himself he was giving her space. That silence was the only apology he had left.

But silence was a coward’s kind of mercy.

And he was tired of it.

He reached his car, opened th
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