جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 6

Tobi didn’t wait for an invitation—he pushed the door open the moment Maya unlocked it halfway.The force startled her, even though it shouldn’t have. He had always entered her life like this—sudden, unapologetic, unavoidable.He smelled like midnight trouble—expensive perfume mixed with something reckless, something familiar enough to weaken her knees if she wasn’t careful. He walked in like he owned the place, like he always did, tossing his car keys onto the counter as though this apartment still belonged to both of them.“Why are you acting like you don’t want to see me?” he asked, dropping onto her couch, legs stretched wide, confidence dripping from every movement.Maya stayed near the door, fingers curling into her sleeves.“You didn’t say you were coming,” she said.Tobi smiled—that irritatingly confident smile that had once convinced her chaos was passion.“You never mind when it’s me.”She opened her mouth to argue, to remind him of the countless nights she had minded, when

Tobi’s voice held something sharp—something that made Maya pause at the door, phone pressed against her ear.“Who were you with, Maya?”She inhaled slowly.“Why does it matter?”“Don’t do that,” he snapped. “Just answer me.”“It shouldn’t matter to you,” she repeated, calmer this time.Tobi let out a bitter laugh.“So you’re really entertaining that guy?”Her heart tightened.“He has a name. Adrian.”Silence.A long, heavy silence.Then Tobi’s voice dropped—lower, rougher.“Open your door. I’m outside.”Her breath hitched.“Tobi—”“Maya, just open the door.”Against her better judgement, she did.The moment she opened the door, Tobi stepped inside without waiting.He looked different—not angry, not smug.Just… unsettled.He ran a hand through his hair.“You went on a date with him.”Maya folded her arms.“Yes. And I had a good time.”He flinched slightly—he tried to hide it, but she saw.“So that’s where we are now?” he asked quietly.She shook her head.“Where we are is the same plac

Tobi stood in the center of Maya’s living room, shoulders tense, eyes restless—like a man who finally realized the consequences of his own carelessness.Maya didn’t move closer.She didn’t speak.She let the silence hover, thick and heavy.Tobi broke first.“I know I haven’t been good to you,” he said quietly.“I know I haven’t given you what you want.”Maya crossed her arms.“What I deserve, Tobi. Not what I want.”He swallowed hard.“That too.”A small, bitter laugh escaped her.“You only say the right things when you’re scared of losing me.”His jaw tightened.“That’s not fair.”“Oh, it’s very fair,” she shot back.“You disappear for days. You text me when it’s convenient. You don’t ask about my feelings. You don’t even care if I cry.”Tobi looked like she’d slapped him.“Maya, I care.”“Then why don’t you act like it?”His voice cracked—just slightly.“Because I don’t know how.”Maya sat down on the arm of the couch, holding her chest with one hand.“Do you know how exhausting it