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Chapter 127- a strange feeling

Author: Luna Blue
last update Last Updated: 2026-01-04 19:03:13

Amelia POV

We leave the gallery laughing.

The sound startles me at first—my own laughter, light and unguarded, spilling out of me like something long forgotten. It echoes briefly against the marble steps as we walk outside, fading into the hum of the city. Maxwell glances at me as if he’s surprised too, like he didn’t expect this version of me to exist.

“I didn’t think you’d like that last section,” he says, shoving his hands into his coat pockets. “You looked like you wanted to argue with the artist.”

“I did,” I admit. “Pain doesn’t always need to be loud to be honest. Some people confuse chaos for depth.”

He grins, wide and genuine, and something warm unfurls in my chest. “She used to say the same thing.”

There it is again. That soft pull. That invisible thread tightening around my ribs whenever he says she.

We walk for a while, not really heading anywhere specific. The city feels different like this—slower, almost kind. Eventually, he stops near a quiet street lined with trees, the
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