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CHAPTER FOURTY ONE
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Marianne left without another word, and I swear it was like she’d read my mind for once. Maybe she finally understood the look on my face, the way my eyes kept dragging past her shoulder down the hallway, searching for someone else. Or maybe she just gave up. Either way, the moment she turned on her heel, something in me snapped free.I didn’t hesitate.Didn’t think.Didn’t care.I pushed off the locker and walked straight toward Taylor.He saw me coming. Of course he did. He straightened only slightly, crossing his arms as if he couldn’t be bothered to move, like he had all the time in the world to watch me unravel in front of him. His expression stayed carved out of stone, bored, cold, unimpressed.I didn’t bother with a greeting.“Where’s Autumn?”The words came out harsher than I intended, sharp enough to slice through the noise of the hallway. A couple of students slowed down, their curiosity piqued, but I didn’t look away from Taylor.He blinked once, slow, lazy. Then his mouth
THE LINE BETWEEN US CHAPTER EIGHTY THREE
The night dragged like it had something personal against me.I don’t even remember falling asleep. One moment I was staring at the ceiling, tracing the cracks like they could spell out what I was supposed to do next, and the next thing I knew, sunlight was leaking through the blinds, hot and unforgiving on my face. My body felt stiff, like I’d been lying there for years instead of hours. Every part of me was sore, my shoulders, my back, even my jaw from clenching it too hard.I rolled out of bed with a low groan. The floor was cold, the kind of cold that should’ve woken me up instantly, but my head felt stuffed with cotton. Heavy thoughts. Regret. All of it clinging to me like a second skin.The shower didn’t help much either. I stood under the stream longer than necessary, hoping maybe the water would wash last night out of me, the silence, the unanswered calls, the awful realization that she really didn’t want to see me. The weight settled even heavier in my chest when I turned the
THE LINE BETWEEN US CHAPTER EIGHTY TWO
DAMIANThe house was too quiet.Quiet in the way that made every echo feel louder, sharper, like even the air wanted to remind me how badly I’d messed up. I sat at my desk, the same old, battered desk I always sat at whenever Autumn came over to tutor me. My fingers hovered uselessly over my notebook, but I wasn’t seeing the lines on the paper. I wasn’t even pretending to study.All I could think about was her voice.The way it trembled. The way every word she’d spoken outside sounded like it was pulled out of her with force, like each one hurt.God, she’d been crying.I rubbed my forehead hard, dragging my palm down my face. I had replayed the conversation so many times I could hear her voice in the damn walls. Every time she said something, every time her voice cracked, something in my chest dropped like a stone. And I deserved it. I deserved every second of that feeling.I knew I’d hurt her before. I’m not clueless or blind to my own behavior, just stupid enough to pretend it didn’
THE LINE BETWEEN US CHAPTER EIGHTY ONE
I woke up with a jolt.For a second, I didn’t know where I was. My heart hammered, my breath caught somewhere between my lungs and throat, and the room was too dark, too quiet, too… wrong. The kind of wrong that made my skin prickle before my mind even caught up.My hand fumbled for my phone beside me.9:07 p.m.I sat up so fast the blanket twisted around my legs. Mom always woke me for dinner. Always. Even on her worst days, she’d knock on my door and call my name the same way she had my entire life, softly, like she didn’t want to disturb me even when that was the point.But tonight, nothing.No knock. No call. No soft “Autumn, dinner.”A thin sheet of unease slid over my skin.I pushed off the bed, legs shaky from sleep, and opened my door. The hallway light was dim, only the small lamp downstairs glowing faintly against the walls. I held the railing as I walked down, each step quiet, too quiet.Halfway to the living room, I slowed.Mom was asleep on the couch.Except… she wasn’t r
THE LINE BETWEEN US CHAPTER EIGHTY
The moment the door clicked shut behind me, the silence pressed in from every corner. My pulse still throbbed in my ears, loud enough that it felt like the house was vibrating with it. I didn’t realize how stiff my fingers were until I tried unclenching them and they responded like they’d forgotten how to move. I forced myself to breathe, slowly, quietly, like maybe if I made enough silence inside myself, the storm I’d just unleashed wouldn’t swallow me whole.I walked up the stairs, every step heavy and mechanical, and pushed open my bedroom door.Taylor was sitting on the floor beside my bed, his back against the mattress, phone to his ear. He was smiling, like really smiling. His foot bounced against the carpet, restless, excited.“Yes, Mum, I told you, I’m fine,” he said, laughing a little. “No, I didn’t eat the hospital food, ew. I had cereal. And toast. Mum. Mum. Listen. Just rest, okay? I’ll come soon.”Then his eyes lifted and met mine.The smile brightened.He didn’t even hav
THE LINE BETWEEN US CHAPTER SEVENTY NINE
By the time we reached the side of the yard, I didn’t stop walking until the house was far enough behind us that Taylor couldn’t hear a single thing. My hand was still wrapped around Damian’s wrist, and he didn’t pull away, not even once. He followed me without complaint, footsteps crunching lightly behind mine, like he already knew something was coming. When I finally stopped, I dropped his wrist like it burned me. He blinked, then gave me a smile that was way too casual for the storm brewing in my chest. “So,” he said lightly, stuffing his hands into his pockets, “you gonna tell me why you dragged me all the way out here? Not that I mind the enthusiasm…” “Don’t,” I snapped. The smile slipped right off his face. I sucked in a shaky breath, pressing my hands against my hair, my forehead, my cheeks, anywhere that felt like it could keep me from exploding. But I’d been holding so much inside for so long that the pressure had to go somewhere. “Damian,” I said, forcing my vo
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