"Are you alright?"Anna’s voice was quiet, hesitant, like a hand reaching out in the dark.Xandros didn’t answer right away. His elbows rested on his knees, fingers loosely interlocked, gaze fixed on nothing. He looked like a man made of stone—still, heavy, immovable. Finally, he swallowed, jaw ticking slightly."I don't know," he murmured. "It's been so long since I felt this... numb. I don’t know what to do, or what to think."The words sounded foreign in his mouth. Like he was trying to describe a wound he couldn’t see, only feel.Anna stepped away, not out of detachment but instinct. She moved into the adjoined kitchen, the clink of glass on marble the only sound that filled the silence between them. She poured water into a cup, her hand steady, her heart anything but.She returned and knelt slightly in front of him, stretching the glass toward him."Here," she said softly. "Drink. Then figure out if you're ready to cry."He glanced up at her, brows twitching at the word. She didn
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-06-20 Baca selengkapnya