Married by Fate, Broken by Love
She noticed me eventually, not because I made a sound, but because she always seemed to know when I was there.
“You’re early,” she said quietly, her voice low enough not to disturb Leo, but certain enough that she wasn’t asking a question. I stepped closer, my gaze shifting briefly to Leo before returning to her, taking in the way she didn’t move away or make space like she might have before. She watched me for a moment, her expression thoughtful, like she was measuring something she hadn’t fully put into words yet.
I could tell she had already noticed the pattern, the fact that I kept coming back here without needing a reason. The difference tonight was that neither of us was pretending oth