Vivienne’s POVI paced my room slowly, barefoot against the cold floor, one step after another like I was trying to walk my thoughts into order, but nothing was lining up the way it should, everything felt tangled, messy, heavy in my chest, and no matter how many times I replayed dinner in my head, I couldn’t settle the feeling it left behind.It had been… good, too good actually and that was the problem.Because things weren’t supposed to feel like that anymore, not after everything I said, not after the way I pushed them away, not after the way I chose distance and pride over whatever it was they were trying to give me, yet sitting there, eating, arguing, listening to their stupid voices again, it felt like slipping into something familiar, something warm and something I had been pretending I didn’t need.And that scared me.I dragged a hand through my hair, exhaling slowly as I stopped by the window, staring out into the dark without really seeing anything, because my mind wasn’t o
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