Gavin’s POV “There’s nothing heavier than the silence after you finally say the words you kept buried for years.” It’s been three days. Three days since I told her the truth. Three days since I watched her walk away without saying anything — no promises, no answers, just tears in her eyes and that damn sketchbook clutched to her chest. I’ve replayed that moment a hundred times in my head. Every word I said. Every pause. Every breath. I meant it all. But now I sit here, in my car outside her street — not parked in front of her house like I used to, not daring to walk up and knock. Just sitting, watching, hoping for a sign. A light in her window. A shadow moving behind the curtains. Anything. But nothing comes. I’m not good at this — waiting. For years, I got used to being th

