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Chapter 11: Crossing Lines

작가: F.O. Enis
last update 게시일: 2026-04-02 20:00:11

By midweek, something shifted.

Not in the obvious way.

Nothing dramatic. No confrontation. No raised voices.

Just something subtle.

Something quiet.

But undeniable.

Ethan stopped calling me in as often.

At first, I thought that was a good thing.

Less interaction. Less tension. Less… whatever this was.

But the absence didn’t feel like relief.

It felt intentional.

And that was worse.

“You noticed.”

I didn’t look up.

Adrian again.

“I notice everything,” I said.

“That’s not true.”

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