AMELIA POV
I can’t sleep.
The s*x we had kept replaying in my head.
Oliver’s words play on repeat. You two look married again.
Married. The word sits like lead in my stomach.
I don’t want to be married again. Don’t want to slip back into being the invisible wife who waited and hoped and slowly disappeared. We could just have mind blowing s*x and that’s it.
But that’s not what this is. Is it?
I stare at the ceiling. Day twenty-nine now. Almost a month of this careful dance.
My phone buzzes. Harper. Again.
Call me. We need to talk.
I consider ignoring it. But she’ll just keep texting.
“It’s 1 AM,” I answered.
“And you’re awake.” Harper’s voice is sharp. “Because you’re spiraling. I can feel it from across the city.”
“I’m not spiraling.”
“Amelia. I know you. What happened?”
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