Chapter 33 - Fault LinesThe morning after the protest, Ethan awoke to a strange hush in the air. The usual sounds of birds chirping, cars rolling past, even the low hum of life felt distant, as if the world was holding its breath. Sunlight crept past the blinds, cutting across the room in pale ribbons. He lay still, staring at the ceiling, feeling the weight of everything press against his chest.Nathan wasn’t beside him.The bed still held warmth, the sheets rumpled where Nathan had once slept. Ethan rolled toward the indent and pressed his face into the pillow, trying to ground himself, to remember that Nathan was still here, still real.Last night had been a blur of noise, heat, fear and love. The protest had been louder than anything he’d ever experienced. People screaming, holding signs, some of them bearing their faces. He remembered Sarah’s protective arms around him, Nathan’s hand clutched tightly in his, and the overwhelming sensation of being both seen and hated.He fina
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