(Third person’s POV)After being blocked again, Noah's chest felt like it was packed with waterlogged cotton, heavy and suffocating.He had been certain Evelyn was just being spiteful.A few weeks, a few months, and she would come back to him.But now, for the first time, he wasn't so sure.On the drive home from work, the wipers dragged back and forth across the windshield.He couldn't help thinking about the past.In eight years, he and Evelyn had rarely truly fought.But since last year, they had been giving each other the silent treatment over Selena again and again.At some point, a third person had become a fixture on their dates.Whenever the three of them ate together, Selena would happily launch into stories about their childhood street, the old church, the neighbor's grapevine, memories that only she and Noah shared.Evelyn would sit across from them, head down, cutting her steak in silence, unable to get a word in.At the time, Noah hadn't thought anything of it.Looking bac
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