Oris dropped to his knees, tears streaking down his cheeks. “I’m sorry, Rachael. I regret everything. Please forgive me,” he pleaded.But Rachael didn’t flinch. She ate in silence, rose without a word, and carried her plate to the kitchen. Oris watched in dread as she washed up, her face unreadable. When she returned, he stepped in front of her and slapped his own cheeks—once, then again.“Your silence is killing me,” he said, voice cracking. “Scream at me, scold me—do anything. Just say something. I’m so sorry, Rachael.”She stared at him, lips pressed tight, then moved past him and walked into the bedroom. His heart pounding, he followed. He stood there, helpless, as she undressed, opened the bathroom door, and disappeared into the shower. He lingered, lost for words, then turned and left the apartment.Outside, his phone rang. He answered to Belinda’s angry voice. “Why aren’t you picking my calls? I’ve been calling and you won’t respond. What did I do?”Already frayed, Oris snapped
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