BiancaWe didn’t say much after that. Just passed the cigarette between us, flicking ash into an old mug Trevor reached for earlier. The silence wasn’t awkward it was soft. Easy. It was the kind of silence that wraps itself around your bones and loosens all the places you didn’t know were tense. I hadn’t felt that kind of stillness in a while.The sun outside had started to lower, casting a golden filter across the room. Shadows stretched along the floor. I caught myself looking at him now and then, the sharp lines of his jaw, the tattoo peeking from under his sleeve, the way he leaned back like the world couldn’t touch him.He stretched, slow and lazy, and got up with a quiet groan. “I’ve got some work to finish up,” he said, ruffling a hand through his curls. “But you’re free to hang out here if you want.”I sat up too, brushing ash off my thigh. “No, I should get back to reality. But this was nice”He smiled, like he understood what I meant without needing the backstory. Maybe he d
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