Wrong Pair of Eyes
Absolutely, devastatingly, certain patient like a man watching something that was already inevitable and had simply not arrived yet.
I’m not going anywhere.
“Great meeting you,” Ethan said, already turning back toward her, hand on her shoulder. “We’ll let you get on.”
“Enjoy the rest of your visit,” Ryder said.
To Ethan.
Then his eyes found Mia one more time.
One second.
Less.
Gone.
They walked away.
Ethan was already talking, something about the building they were passing, something about lunch, something she processed as sound without meaning because every functioning part of her brain was occupied with staying upright and keeping her face in the right arrangement.
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