Some truths don’t wait for the right moment…they arrive when you can no longer hold them in.
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It happened at the wrong time.
Or maybe the only time it could have happened.
They were walking again.
Not planned.
Not structured.
Just… existing in the same direction like they had started doing lately.
But something felt different in Keira today.
Heavier.
Not sadness.
Not anger.
Just… fullness.
Like something inside her had been building quietly for too long.
Ziven noticed it before she said anything.
He always did now.
“You’re quiet again,” he said softly.
Keira let out a small breath.
“I’m thinking.”
“About what?” he asked gently.
She didn’t answer immediately.
Not because she didn’t know.
But because she knew exactly what she was about to do.
“About us,” she said f
