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Chapter 89 — "You're an idiot."

Author: Ij Gabriel
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-19 04:33:58

Ethan's pov

I stood outside her door longer than I’d like to admit.

The tray shook slightly in my hand. Two cups of coffee, still steaming. A plate of those tiny lemon pastries she liked.

What the hell was I even doing?

I cleared my throat and knocked with my knuckle. “Amelia? It’s… me.” No answer, not that I was expecting a warm welcome. If she decided never to speak to me again I'll accept that.

I tried again, a little louder this time. “Can we talk? Just for a minute?”

A faint shuffle came from inside, like she’d moved closer. But she didn’t open the door.

I let out a short laugh under my breath, though it sounded more like defeat. “Right. Not like I deserve you answering.”

I bent to set the tray on the little table outside her door — and felt my cane slide out from under me. The wet tile under my bad leg was slick, and I went down hard, one knee cracking against the marble with a dull smack.

“Shit,” I hissed, grabbing for the table as the tray tipped over, cups spilling everywher
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