Wren’s POVThe street felt different the moment we turned the corner.Quieter. Lonelier.Like the world itself was holding its breath, waiting to see what we would say to each other after everything that had happened.Lucas walked beside me, his hands shoved into his jacket pockets, his shoulders slightly hunched like he was trying to disappear. Run away from whatever conversation we were supposed to have on this walk. But he didn't look like he wanted to disappear a few minutes ago when he was chatting with my dad, or when he pulled me into a hug.Not even last week, when he’d looked at me like I was the one who had betrayed him just by existing.But now…Now he looked careful.And Lucas had never been careful with me before.“I like your house,” he said suddenly.I blinked, caught off guard. “You’ve been there a million times.” awkward.He shrugged, glancing up at the windows like he was seeing them for the first time. “Yeah. I guess I never really looked at it.”His voice was soft.
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