MasukThe air shifts the moment the officers step inside.“I hope we’re not interrupting anything,” Officer Mark says, his tone casual but the look in his eyes says otherwise.Noah straightens in his seat, his entire demeanor changing. Shoulders squared and jaw set. The easy smirk from moments ago vanishe
At the sink, I pause and stare at my reflection while washing one hand, careful not to wet the one in the cast.My honey-blonde hair is a tangled mess. Someone tried to braid it, but it didn’t help much. It looks like a bird’s nest. There’s a deep cut on the side of my forehead, stitches glinting un
I wake up with an overwhelming need to use the washroom badly. My bladder feels like it’s about to combust, and maybe it’s all that water they made me drink before taking my meds.I must’ve fallen asleep not long after Lilly’s visit. One minute I was awake, staring at the ceiling, and the next, I wa
I remember the last time he gave me hope. It was after we joined Uni. Chloe had broken up with him for reasons known only to her. He’d shown up at my apartment one evening, looking like the world had broken him. I was so startled to see him there—Noah Woods, standing on my doorstep with red eyes and
I stay quiet, pressing my lips into a thin line. Everything inside me is fighting the whisper of his name in my head.The same man who once wished I could disappear can’t possibly be the one who waited two days for me to wake up.I want to deny it. Want to say that it isn’t him but I can’t. Not when
“Don’t ever scare me like that again,” Lilly mutters, her voice still thick with emotion but laced with a hint of her usual sass. “Or else.”A tiny laugh escapes me. “I’ll be sure not to.”She smiles faintly and for a brief moment.“Anyway,” I ask, “how long have I been out?”She leans forward again







