The door clicked shut behind me, and for a moment, I just stood there.
Still.
Silent.
Like if I didn’t move, the day would somehow rewind itself.
It didn’t.
“Rough day?”
Anna’s voice came from the living room, calm but already knowing.
I let out a breath and dropped my bag by the door. “That obvious?”
She appeared a second later, arms folded, eyes scanning my face like she was reading a chart.
“You’ve had that look since this whole thing started,” she said. “So… what happened now?”
Not what happened, not who.
Just now.
Because she already knew everything that mattered.
I walked past her and collapsed onto the couch, dragging a hand down my face.
“He’s acting like nothing happened,” I said.
Anna didn’t sit immediately. “Still?”
“Still,” I confirmed. “But it’s not just that.”
