Lilith's POV The silence that ensued between Nolan and me had become a living, breathing thing. It hung in the air like smoke after a fire thin, choking, and totally impossible to ignore.I woke to the faint clatter of dishes that came from downstairs, the smell of coffee drifting faintly through the room. For a fleeting moment, I told myself that maybe he was just in the kitchen, maybe he had finally decided to talk, just maybe…But when I padded down barefoot, all I found was a neatly arranged breakfast on the kitchen counter. Toast, eggs, a small bowl of fruit, and next to it, a folded note in his neat handwriting.‘Had to leave early. Eat something. Nolan’.Just that. No “see you later.” No “we need to talk.” No apologies, absolutely nothing.I stood there, staring at the note. He had made me breakfast or rather ordered breakfast but he couldn’t even look me in the eye long enough to say goodbye. It was such a Nolan thing to do: caring without words, helping
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