Nora’s POV“I'm fine babe, don't worry about me.”I knew that was a lie. I have always known Dante’s moods better than he knows them himself. Maybe that’s the problem, because lately, I can’t figure out what’s wrong.It started small, his hand not finding mine as we walked across campus, his laugh sounding forced during movie night, and his lingering stares at nothing, like his mind was carved into somewhere else. His affection has reduced, and I’m left chasing what doesn't seem to exist? That afternoon, I met him by the lockers after class.“Hey,” I greeted, trying to smile as I slapped my bag shut.He gave a quick, tight nod and kept gliding his gaze over posters on the bulletin board, avoiding mine.“You okay?” I ventured, heart pinching.“Yeah.” “You sure? You’ve been… distant.”He swallowed and exhaled hard. “Busy.”“Okay,” I said, forcing calm. “Busy is fine. But hey, you are on the swim team, right? How is practice going?”He stiffened. "Fine."“Really? The coach said you we
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