Todos os capítulos de Scars of Silence(MxM): Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 83

The four hours crawled by. I went back to the sterile studio, but I couldn’t sit still. I paced. I changed my clothes three times—too casual, too formal, too much like I was trying. I settled on simple black trousers and a grey sweater. Armor. Neutral ground.My mind raced through scenarios. He would be angry. He would be cold. He would plead. He would demand. I prepared rebuttals, defenses, pleas of my own. But all my preparations felt flimsy, like paper shields against artillery.Sebastian’s dark car haunted the edges of my thoughts. Was he out there now? Watching the studio? Would he follow me to the café? The thought of him witnessing whatever happened between Lorenzo and me felt like the deepest violation.At 6:30, I left. I walked the long way, checking reflections in shop windows, feeling every gaze on my back. The city, which had felt empty and anonymous, now felt like a stage, an audience of unseen eyes.Café Fleuri was bustling, bright with warm light and the clatter of dish