Whispers of love, secrets of pain.

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Lily’s POV

We lay side by side, facing each other in an oppressive silence that felt like a chasm. My head rested on one hand, the other hand limply on my thigh. Alex mirrored me, one hand behind his head, the other tentatively brushing my cheek, his fingers tracing slow circles over my skin like he was trying to memorize every inch.

The room was thick with tension, so many words left unsaid, questions burning in his eyes, but the air was heavy with restraint. Neither of us dared speak first.

My heart was a war zone. I’d sworn off Alex, promised myself...