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.”

still hear his voice, laced with that familiar blend of amusement and indulgence, as if my suspicions were nothing more than a

tip of my

more do you need

words to argue, before I could

a way that felt like a quiet command, a distraction

relative

he phrased it, finding it just a little too poetic, a little too calculated.

I had

a relationship

And yet-

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

built on a

let me touch his phone.

somehow, Nina could use it–to text me.

bed, letting the silence stretch

were soft, freshly laundered, carrying the faint

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