All Chapters of HER: Secrets I carried alone : Chapter 41 - Chapter 47

The walk back to my room felt longer than usual, maybe because my mind refused to stay quiet. Stephen’s words kept replaying over and over again no matter how much I tried distracting myself from them.I’m sorry I hurt you.I know what I did was inexcusable. The worst part was that he sounded sincere. Not manipulative, not defensive.Just honest. And somehow that affected me more than anger would’ve. By the time I reached my room, my chest already felt heavy in a way I couldn’t properly explain. I tossed my bag onto the chair near my desk before sitting slowly on the edge of my bed, staring at the floor for a few seconds. Everything suddenly felt emotionally loud. I hated that.Because after everything Stephen put me through, I wanted to feel completely done with him. I wanted to feel healed enough to look at him without my heart reacting at all.Instead, one conversation managed to drag old emotions back to the

I woke up with a feeling I hadn't had in a long time, like my chest wasn't already heavy before my thoughts even started moving. The morning light came in soft through my curtains, and for once it didn't feel irritating or loud. I just lay there for a moment, staring at the ceiling, letting the calm sit inside me because it felt strange enough to notice. Yesterday was still somewhere in my head, but it didn't press on me the way it used to. It felt like I could breathe without forcing it. The first thing I did was reach for my phone. Ella. I didn't even think twice before I pressed call. I just wanted to hear her voice, like that would make everything stay steady in me a little longer. I sat up slowly, holding the phone to my ear while it rang. It rang once, twice, then kept going longer than I expected. No answer.I pulled the phone away and stared at the screen, my brows pulling together without me trying. T

I decided to stop forcing things.That realization came quietly to me that morning while I stared at the ceiling with my blanket wrapped around my body. There was no dramatic moment attached to it. I just suddenly felt tired.Tired of trying to pull closeness out of people who were already drifting away from me.If Ella wanted space, I would give it to her.If Jay wanted distance, I wouldn't keep chasing after explanations that never came.People stay when they want to stay.That thought hurt more than I wanted it to.I rolled onto my back slowly and stared at the soft light coming through my curtains. My room felt unusually quiet. Almost too quiet.Part of me still felt guilty over Ella.Maybe grief really did change people. Maybe losing her dad affected her more deeply than I understood. She probably needed different people around her now. Lighter people. Happier people.People who didn't constantly carry emotional weight around with them.I couldn't even blame her properly.But Jay