The night felt heavier than usual.
Not because something bad had happened.
But because too many things were left unsaid.
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Shelly stood in the kitchen after dinner, washing the dishes slowly. The water kept running but her mind was somewhere else.
She kept thinking about the evening.
About how natural everything felt with Spencer.
About how easily Shaina had accepted him being around.
And then…
That strange feeling.
Like someone was watching.
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She stopped for a moment.
Her hands froze under the water.
Then she shook her head lightly.
“Overthinking,” she whispered to herself.
But even after saying that, the feeling didn’t fully go away.
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In the living room, Spencer was sitting on the couch while Shaina showed him her drawings.
“This one is you,” Shaina said proudl
