A Thin Line Rissa’s POVI woke to silence not comfort, not peace, but the kind that feels like a held breath.Like the world paused and asked me to listen.Mark sat a little ways off, head lowered, elbows braced on his knees. Watching the treeline like he’d done it all night. Or like he hadn’t slept at all.Guilt pressed at me immediately.After everything he had done to protect me, I’d left him drowning in doubt. His loyalty was the kind that didn’t ask for permission it just existed, solid and immovable, even when I didn’t know what to do with it.Josh stood at the river’s edge, boots inches from the water, hands shoved in his pockets. He looked too relaxed for someone hunted. Calm in a way that either meant confidence… or control.I didn’t know which unnerved me more.A strange clarity settled in me, like someone had dusted off a shelf inside my mind.Last night I felt foggy, pulled in too many directions. This morning if it was morning ,there was a line down the center of me.Saf
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