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Laya stared at her phone for what felt like the hundredth time. There were so many messages she had not answered, but she did not have the strength to open any of them. Her head was crowded with thoughts, her chest felt painfully tight, and for the first time since they had been together, Laya had no idea where she was supposed to go to find peace.Eventually, she found herself standing in front of Tiar’s door.For several seconds, she simply stood there, gathering whatever courage she had left. She had not come to fight. She had come because there were too many questions she could no longer keep inside.When the door opened, Tiar’s expression immediately changed.“You?”Laya nodded slowly.“We need to talk.”Tiar stared at her for a moment before stepping aside.“Come in.”Laya walked inside without saying anything. The room was familiar, but somehow everything felt different that night. A place that h

That morning, Laya woke up without feeling like she wanted to. The sky outside her window was still gray, and the room that usually felt so familiar suddenly felt strange. Her phone lay beside her pillow. There were no messages from Tiar. No missed calls. Not even a single sign that the man who had occupied almost every part of her days still remembered she existed. It was strange. There was a time when one day without a message from Tiar was enough to make her wonder if something was wrong. Now, after everything that had happened, the silence almost felt like something she deserved. Laya picked up her phone and opened their conversation. His last message was still there. “I just want you to listen to my explanation, Tiar.” He had never replied. Her finger stopped on the screen. She wanted to send another message, but she held herself back. For the f

Tiar was still sitting inside his car when Laya walked out of the café. Through the window, he watched her stop a few steps away from the entrance. Laya took a deep breath and lowered her head, as if trying to calm something that was falling apart inside her. Tiar didn’t know exactly what had happened between them. All he knew was that Laya looked different. Not because of her face. Not because of the way she dressed. But because, for the first time, Laya didn’t look back to make sure Tiar was still there. And somehow, that small thing felt like a punch to his chest. Tiar stared at his hands, still gripping the steering wheel. For so long, he had believed that loving Laya meant making sure she would never leave. He wanted to know where she was, who she was talking to, what she was thinking, even what made her smile when he wasn’t around. At first, it

A few days after his conversation with Laya, Tiar began doing exactly what he had promised himself. He didn’t chase her, text her every few hours, ask where she was, or demand reassurance. He simply gave her space.But Tiar didn’t know that just as one problem was slowly fading, another was already walking toward him.Her name was Kamelia.That afternoon, Tiar had just walked out of a café when someone called his name.“Tiar?”He stopped and turned around. A woman stood several feet behind him, her long hair falling over her shoulders and a bright smile on her face.It took him a few seconds to recognize her.“Kamelia?”Her face immediately lit up. “You still remember me!”Tiar gave a brief nod. “It’s been a long time.”“Five years.” She walked closer. “I never forgot you.”Tiar slipped his hands into his pockets. “I didn’t expect to see you here.”“Neither did I.”Sh

One name caught her attention.Laya.A faint smile appeared on Kamelia’s lips. She knew Laya had seen the photo, and for Kamelia, that was enough.Because she didn’t need to make Tiar love her first. She only needed to make Laya believe that Tiar was slowly becoming hers.Kamelia opened Laya’s profile and studied everything carefully, especially the old pictures that still had traces of Tiar.“So, you two have been together for a long time,” she murmured.Instead of backing away, Kamelia became even more interested. There was clearly something about Tiar and Laya’s relationship that she didn’t understand yet—and she wanted to know what it was.Meanwhile, Laya sat quietly in her room, unable to stop thinking about the picture of Kamelia hugging Tiar.She knew Tiar hadn’t hugged her back. She even knew he had looked surprised. But somehow, the picture still felt like a slap.Laya opened their conversation