Kabanata 40
Samantha’s POV “Healing didn’t mean forgetting. It meant choosing to love again — even while remembering how it once broke you.” There was no big epiphany. No loud confession. No world-shifting realization. Just me, sitting alone in my apartment, watching the steam rise from a mug of coffee Gavin left at my door earlier that morning. There was a small note attached: Didn’t want to knock. Didn’t want to crowd you. But here, just in case. Just in case. That was how he’d been moving around me lately — not asking for more than I could give, but always showing up. Always letting me know I wasn’t alone. And maybe that was what gave me the strength to finally do something about what I’d been holding back. I called him that evening. It was short. “Can you come over?” His voice didn’t h
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