Chapter 47
AKIRO Our vacation in New Zealand brought a kind of calm I hadn't felt in months. The cool air, the quiet moments, and the distance from everything else gave Tamaro and me a chance to breathe—to talk, even laugh like before. It wasn't perfect, but it was something. And for now, that was enough. Still, the guilt clung to me like a second skin. No matter how many times I replayed things in my head, the truth didn't change: I broke his trust. And every day since, I've been trying to fix that. "I'll do whatever it takes," I whispered to myself one evening, staring at the ceiling of our shared hotel room while Tamaro slept beside me. His back was turned, but the fact that we were lying on the same bed again... it gave me hope. Even if he pushes me away, I'll come back. Again, and again. I l
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