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More And More Silence

作者: Monellawrites
last update 最終更新日: 2025-07-24 15:53:18

Aria

After managing to finally fall sleep, morning came and when I opened my eyes, the silence was the first thing I had noticed. I flipped to his spot, hoping that he had snicker in while I was sleeping but his spit was cold and empty. Again.

I got up, massaging my temples to ease the aching that I woke up with. My legs no longer hurt as they used to. Though they were still a little bit sore. Every morning, I was used to waking up to Kol’s arms wrapped around my waist and his breath on my ears but now, for the second time in a row, Kol wasn’t here. His spot was free.

I slipped my feet in to my slippers and went out into the hall. I went by Emory’s, glancing in his room. He lay curled up in his blanket, where he held the carved wood wolf in his arms. He slept still, peacefully and innocently.

I smiled faintly, then moved on.

But something lingered. Off-kilter. Like the floor had tilted and only I had noticed. I felt it in the air, this subtle, invisible tension. Like the moment before
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