Fallon
The house was too quiet.
The kind of quiet that made every sound sharper — the soft click of the front door closing behind us, the echo of my heels against the marble floor, the uneven rhythm of my breath.
And then there was him.
Reid walked beside me, his hand warm around mine… until I pulled away.
The distance between us felt colder than it should have.
I turned to face him, my heart pounding so loud I was sure he could hear it. “Why did you come tonight?” I asked, my voice softer than I intended.
He didn’t answer right away. He just looked at me — his eyes dark and searching, like he was measuring his words. Like he was trying to decide how much of the truth he was willing to give.
“Because I hurt you,” he said finally.
The honesty in his voice caught me off guard.
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