After the Last Tear: Rising from the Ashes of a Broken Marriage By Cassila K

Chapter 63

By the time Pax returned, the night was deep, and I had long since gone to bed.

He moved carefully, leaning down to press a featherlight kiss to my forehead.

For a long moment, he said nothing.

Then, in a voice so low I almost thought I imagined it, he whispered, "I'm sorry."

The words barely reached my ears, but they lingered, unsettling something in my chest.

He washed up quickly, the quiet rustling of water and fabric filling the tiny room. Then, with the same cautiousness, he slipped into bed beside me.

Our bed was cheap and rickety-just shifting slightly made the frame creak. I turned onto my side, careful not to wake him.

Moonlight spilled in through the window, casting pale shadows across the walls.

I glanced up.

Pax was already asleep. His face was calm, his features relaxed in a way they never were when he was awake.

I reached for his phone, my fingers moving instinctively over the familiar passcode.

It unlocked without hesitation.

Nina was back.

he had rushed out tonight-was to

chat, his friends

see how Pax gets

so you're still going back

yet? Damn,

Pax's reply was simple.

"Fuck off."

message from

seeing someone these

He had read it.

But he didn't reply.

Two years.

hadn't even realized it had been

seven hundred days and nights, Pax and I had shared

endlessly, saving every penny, with nothing

We had nothing else.