Chapter 11

I hesitated for a moment, fingers hovering over the keyboard before finally typing my reply.

“He’s nothing.”

A petty response, perhaps. But at that moment, it felt fitting.

Because if I were being honest–truly, painfully honest–Pax had been good to me in almost every way.

Attentive, thoughtful, the kind of person who remembered the little things.

Except for one.

He never let me look at his phone.

“The password is your birthday. The pinned post on my Instagram is a picture of you.”

laced with that familiar blend of amusement and indulgence, as if my suspicions were

of my nose, giving

do you need to

the words to argue, before I could push further, he would

like a quiet command, a distraction

relative

it, finding it just a little too poetic, a little too

I had silently

could a relationship survive

And yet-

what I had never even considered, was that from the very beginning, everything between us

on a

me touch his

somehow, Nina could use it–to

into the bed, letting the silence stretch around me.

soft, freshly laundered, carrying the faint scent

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