ElaraA week passed.Seven full days in which silence had become my constant shadow.Since the gala, the tension in my body had quadrupled, so I avoided crowded hallways, changed my routes to classes, and locked myself in the library during breaks.Anything went, anything at all, in order to have as little interaction with people as possible and to not cross paths with the triplets more than was strictly necessary.They in themselves were tension for me in a way I could not explain.Our encounters, thanks to fate, were fleeting, mere nodding acknowledgements, no words at all, and no sustained glances that altered my heart.Jayden, his eyes now veiled by a sadness I had not seen in him before, would only nod briefly if our paths crossed in the hallway. In the case of Aiden, who was always stoic, he maintained his unchanging composure, but his gaze no longer held that protective warmth but a distant coldness. Brayden, for his part, often pretended not to see me or looked away, as if my
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