Chapter 3

By the time Pax returned, the night was deep, and 1 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.

phone, my fingers moving instinctively over the familiar

without

Nina was back.

reason he had rushed out tonight–was to pick

the group chat, his friends were already having

earlier than expected. Let’s see how Pax gets out of

still going back to

up with her yet? Damn, don’t tell me you’re actually getting

was

“Fuck off.”

from Nina herself:

someone

had read it

of Love, Seven

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didn’t reply.

Two years.

even realized it had

For over se

and I had shared this

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