The silence stretched again, but this time, it felt different. Less charged, more fragile, like the air before a storm. Danielle felt the weight of his words settle on her—heavy and persistent. Seth’s gaze didn’t waver, and something in the way he sat, unwavering, waiting for her to process, made her want to scream and push him away all over again. But deep down, she knew it wouldn’t work. It hadn’t worked before, and it wasn’t going to work now.
She tried to swallow the lump in her throat, but it didn’t help. The vulnerability was there, raw and uninvited. She hated it. Hated that she was standing on the edge of something that felt like a cliff, and the only thing waiting at the bottom was a fear she didn’t know how to handle.
"You're such a pain in the ass."
"Takes one to know one, Da
