|Carmella|
I stood outside Theodore’s office, my heart pounding as I lifted my hand to knock. Doubt gnawed at me, a voice in the back of my mind asking if this was the right move, if I should even be here. But this was my last chance. The last opportunity I had to confront him... before I left.
I couldn’t stay here, paralyzed by indecision, doing nothing.
It had already been a week—a full, agonizing week since Theodore last spoke to me. The silence between us had stretched like an unbreakable thread, taut and painful. The last words I had heard from him were when he read that letter—the one that shattered what little connection we’d begun to rebuild. I still remembered the look in his eyes then—dark with suspicion, hurt, and something colder. Since that moment, he had been a ghost in m
