ONE LAST TEXT
I closed my laptop without having written a single word of the assignment I'd supposedly come there to finish, and sat in the quiet of the library for a long time, the fluorescent lights humming overhead, students shuffling past with their own unrelated worries, and I thought about the last time I'd sat on information that mattered instead of acting on it, the conversation with Mia at the gym, the promise I'd made her, the silence I'd kept even as it cost something real between me and Eli that I still hadn't fully reckoned with.
I didn't have proof of anything yet. I didn't even have a clear shape for what I suspected, just a loose collection of details that didn't quite line up, a feeling m