Nicole Harper
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I stilled when the door to Tristan’s room opened and he came in. I was expecting him to enter his room at some point, just not so soon.
I was hoping to be asleep before he came.
I kept my eyes closed anyway, my breathing slow and even, pretending I was already deep asleep. Maybe if I committed to it, he’d just leave me alone. I didn’t think I was in the mood to talk after our argument in my room. It was the first time we were arguing about something so… so relationship like.
He didn’t say anything though and I didn’t know if that satisfied or annoyed me.
I heard the quiet rustle of fabric as he moved around the room. His presence filled the space even without words and I found myself holding my breath. Did he know I was awake and was torturing me on purpose?
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