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What He’s Not Saying

Penulis: Ricky_writes
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-10-29 10:46:32

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Five

Maya’s POV

The silence between us didn’t fade. It only changed shape.

Ethan hadn’t moved since he said he’d stay, but I could tell his mind was already miles away. The tension in his jaw gave him away, the kind of quiet anger that didn’t need words.

He stood near the window now, his hand resting against the cold glass, eyes fixed on the night. The firelight threw a soft glow across his shoulders, and even though his back was to me, I could feel the distance stretching between us again.

I sat on the edge of the bed, pulling the blanket tighter around me. I didn’t want to ask what he was thinking. I already knew.

Something was coming.

Something he wasn’t ready to say out loud.

When I finally spoke, my voice came out softer than I meant. “You’re not really here, are you?”

His shoulders tensed. He didn’t turn around right away. “I’m trying to be.”

“But you’re not,” I said. “You’re somewhere else in your head.”

Ethan’s reflection caught in the
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