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Chapter Ninety-Five: All the Ways I Break Without You

작가: Hallie Hart
last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-07-23 18:41:53

Dominic’s POV

I used to think the silence was safe.

When you grow up the way I did — all walls and ice, no softness, no room to feel — you learn to worship silence. You convince yourself it’s strength. That if you don’t say it, don’t name it, don’t feel it, then it can’t be used against you. Can’t be turned into a weapon by someone who’s just close enough to cut you open.

But then Amelia walked into my world, and suddenly silence became the most dangerous thing in the room.

She was asleep now — finally. Curled into my chest like she trusted me again. Like I hadn’t been the one to wreck every fragile thread of whatever we were building. She didn’t cry this time. Not when she told me what she needed. Not when she said she couldn’t keep bleeding for someone who didn’t know how to stop making her bleed.

And I hadn’t said a word.

Not because I didn’t have anything to say — but because I had too much. It was like standing in the eye of a storm and knowing if I opened my mouth, everyt
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