The silence after her question felt unbearable.Not loud.Not dramatic.Just heavy enough to press against her ribs until breathing became difficult.Behind Ethan, the harbor wind whipped across the pier, carrying the scent of saltwater and rain. Somewhere in the distance, a ship horn echoed through the fog, low and haunting.But Aria barely heard any of it.Her attention was fixed entirely on him.On the man who still hadn’t answered her.The photograph trembled slightly between her fingers.Not because she was weak.Because she was angry.Because somewhere deep down, a truth had already started forming before Ethan ever spoke.And she hated herself for recognizing it.“She looks like me,” Aria said again, quieter this time. “So tell me the truth.”Ethan’s expression hardened almost immediately, like instinct had taken over.“This isn’t the place for this conversation.”A sharp laugh escaped her before she could stop it.“Really?” she asked. “Because it feels exactly like the place.”
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