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.”

of amusement and indulgence, as if my suspicions were nothing more than a joke to

fingers would catch the tip of my

need

argue, before I could push further, he would

felt like a quiet command,

relative freedom–deal?”

finding it

I had

how could a relationship

And yet-

considered, was that from the very beginning, everything

on a

never let me touch his

yet, somehow, Nina could use it–to text

exhaled slowly, sinking deeper into the bed,

sheets were soft, freshly laundered, carrying the faint scent of soap and something subtly

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