Adam stood outside Emily’s room, his hand hovering over the door. Her muffled sobs tore through him, each sound twisting something deeper inside. He wanted to go in, to hold her, to tell her it would be alright. But he knew that if he crossed that line again tonight, there would be no return.
Finally, he couldn’t resist. He pushed the door open gently.
Emily sat on the edge of the bed, her face buried in her hands. When she heard the door creak, she lifted her head quickly, her eyes red.
“Adam,” she whispered. “You shouldn’t be here.”
He stepped inside and closed the door quietly behind him. “I couldn’t leave you like that.”
She looked at him, her expression torn between fear and longing. “If he sees you here, he’ll destroy you.”
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