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Chapter 52: The Weight of His Absence

Author: Delancyquin
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-11-30 10:59:24

Ariana’s POV

The moment Ethan disappeared behind the door, the penthouse felt wrong—too huge, too hollow, too loud with the sounds I didn’t want to hear. The storm outside slammed against the windows, a restless tapping that matched the uneven beat in my chest.

“Ariana… tell me what you need.”

Leo’s voice came from behind me—soft, careful, almost guilty. But I didn’t turn around. My eyes stayed glued to the door Ethan slammed, the faint vibration still shivering through the frame.

“Ariana,” Leo said again, footsteps squishing softly on the puddles he’d dragged inside. “I didn’t come here to make things worse. I came because—”

“Because what?” My voice cracked. I faced him slowly, each word a little heavier than the last. “Because you think you know what’s best for me?”

Leo looked like the storm had swallowed him. His clothes were soaked, hair dripping, chest rising and falling like he’d sprinted across half the city just to stand here. But his eyes—steady, intent—held mine like he was
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