Lydia POVTrue to his word, he was at the cafe thirty minutes later.Not twenty-eight.Not thirty-three.Thirty.I glanced up from my laptop He looked noticeably different from earlier that morning.He was still impeccably dressed in a charcoal suit, his tie perfectly straight, not a single strand of hair out of place. To anyone else, he would have looked exactly the same.But after today’s conversation…I noticed the things other people probably wouldn’t.The slight shadows beneath his eyes.The stiffness in his shoulders.The way he smiled before he’d even reached me, as though trying to reassure me that he wasn’t about to fall apart.It was the smile people wore when they were trying to convince themselves they were okay.“You’re punctual.”He chuckled.“I’ve been told that’s one of my better qualities.”I gestured toward the chair opposite me.“Sit.”He did.For a moment, neither of us spoke.The silence wasn’t uncomfortable.It was simply… thoughtful.Theo was the first to break
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