After the library incident, everything felt different.
Not because anything had happened.
That was the problem.
Nothing had happened.
No confession.
No kiss.
No line crossed.
And yet Ava couldn't stop thinking about it.
The moment replayed constantly.
The sunset spilling through the windows.
The silence.
The way Noah had looked at her.
The way neither of them had moved.
The way the world had seemed to disappear.
Until there had been only them.
It should have scared her.
Instead, it made her wonder.
And wondering was dangerous.
Very dangerous.
The next few days passed in a strange limbo.
Neither of them addressed what had happened.
Neither mentioned the library.
Neither mentioned the moment.
They simply carried it with them.
Quietly.
Like a shared secret.
A secret
