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19. Stranger

Author: Feriha Writer
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-30 00:47:11

Elena's POV

I never expected him to say that.

Not like that.

Not with those eyes that once held something unreadable but warm. Not with a voice that had once teased and challenged but never tried to break me.

But you never know people, do you?

One minute they’re the only anchor keeping you from falling—and the next, they’re the one who pushed you over the edge.

I didn’t argue. I didn’t plead. I didn’t defend myself.

I just... left.

I grabbed my bag with trembling hands and walked out of his office without a word, feeling like something inside me had been ripped clean apart.

I didn’t even realise I was crying until the air hit my cheeks. The tears were already sliding down, hot and relentless, as if they’d been waiting for this moment all along. The elevator ride down felt like a slow descent into some kind of emotional abyss.

The building emptied behind me as I stepped outside.

The streets were quiet. Almost too quiet. The city that never stops suddenly felt like it was holding its br
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