CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
LARA’S POV
Something had felt off about Chris for weeks. I tried ignoring it. I tried convincing myself I was overthinking. Relationships changed sometimes, right?
People got busy. Exhausted. Distracted.
But lately, Chris felt far away even when we talked. The calls became shorter. The affection weaker. The effort inconsistent.
Even Adrian and I had longer chat history than Chris and I in the passing weeks.
And somehow, i kept blaming myself for noticing. Maybe i was the problem. Maybe emotionally drifting toward Adrian had made me paranoid.
That thought alone made guilt settle heavily inside my chest. Which was exactly why i found myself standing outside Chris’ apartment Friday evening, after work, holding takeaway food and a stupid hopeful smile. I wanted to f
