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Chapter 9: Not built that way

Author: Invincible Pen
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-08 05:39:45

By the time I finally found the strength to clean myself up and pull my emotions back into place after the earlier scene, Travian was already gone. Long gone.

At first, a pang of disappointment settled in my chest. A small, bitter ache. But then it hit me—his absence meant I wouldn’t have to resist the urge to seek him out again. I didn’t know where he went, and that was perhaps the best thing that could’ve happened.

With a quiet, almost wistful sigh, I made my way to the counter. Luke was just finishing up for the evening shift, his apron coming off as I arrived. He turned to me with that signature easygoing smile.

I smiled back. And for once, it wasn’t forced. It felt... real. Natural. Like how it used to be before things got complicated—before Travian, before today, before the restroom.

Was it because of what happened earlier? Could something like that... change me? Affect me in this way? I doubted it. Or maybe I didn’t want to admit it did.

Shrugging half-heartedly, I took a seat
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