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SILENCE -SAFER REFUGE THAN WORDS

Author: J.O Made
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-09-11 20:05:42

Damien – POV

“Damn…” I whispered under my breath.

She didn’t hear me, but maybe that was for the best. Because if she did… I might not make it through dinner without pulling her against the counter and taking her again.

The clink of cutlery against plates echoed in the silence between us.

Elena sat across from me at the dinner table, a candle flickering softly between us. She didn’t say much, not that I expected her to. After the whirlwind of emotion we’d both endured, silence felt like a safer refuge than words.

She focused on her food, twirling the pasta delicately, her shoulders tense. I wondered if she even tasted it. I couldn’t. My appetite had vanished the moment she sat down. All I could do was look at her. The curve of her mouth. The shadows under her eyes. The quiet sadness she wore like a second skin.

And still, she was beautiful.

“I hope it’s not too salty,” she said suddenly, barely glancing at me.

“It’s perfect,” I answered. It was the truth.

She nodded but didn’t reply.
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