Sienna:
The silence in the hallway was louder than anything I’d heard all day.
My footsteps echoed softly on the polished floors as I walked away from his room, my chest tight with a thousand things I didn’t know how to say. A thousand things that I could not find myself describing more specifically because I knew that no words could actually suffice to say what I was feeling.
I wasn’t sure what I expected when I went to him. Maybe anger. Coldness. Distance.
But what I got… was softness.
A quiet “thank you.”
A look that made my heart stutter in my chest. I looked. That reminded me of the good that was in him, the good that I knew in the past.
A closeness that neither of us wanted to name. A softness that I did not want to think about, especially after everything.
And that terrified
