Chapter Thirteen :Cole pov I didn't sleep after Maya let me in.Not that night. Not the next night. I just lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, replaying every word she said.You're still my brother. I still love you. Even when I'm angry.Those words kept me alive.The guest house was dark. Quiet. Too quiet. I could hear the wind outside. A car driving past somewhere in the distance. My own heartbeat. Thump. Thump. Thump. Like it was reminding me I was still alive. Still here. Still breathing.I thought about Maya's face when she opened the door. The way she looked at me. Not with hatred. Not with anger. Just... sadness. Deep, heavy sadness.That was worse.If she had yelled, I could have yelled back. If she had cried, I could have held her. But she just looked at me. Like I was a stranger. Like she didn't know who I was anymore.I couldn't blame her.I didn't know who I was either.Jay called me the next morning."How did it go?" he asked."She let me in.""That's not what I asked."
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