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What I Can't Ignore

Penulis: Cane
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Chapter 96 – What I Can’t Ignore

After that day in the library, everything changed between us.

Ollie stopped meeting my eyes. He barely spoke to me, and when he did, his words came out sharp and short, like he wanted to cut any string still tying us together. But I couldn’t back off. Not after what I’d seen. Not after the way his voice cracked when he told me I didn’t know what I was getting into.

I did know, or at least I wanted to.

I started watching him more closely, quietly, trying not to draw attention. He carried himself like nothing was wrong, laughing when people made jokes, pretending to care about things he clearly didn’t. But I saw the exhaustion in his shoulders, the way his hands sometimes trembled when he thought no one was looking.

At first, I thought it was just stress. Maybe school, maybe family. But the more I saw, the more I realized it was deeper than that.

Ollie wasn’t just tired. He was worn down, like life had been taking little pieces of him every day, and now
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