Edrick’s POV
“What is going on with you?”
The words slipped out before I could stop myself. She had curled up on the bed, facing the window, pretending to be fascinated by absolutely nothing.
She didn’t look at me.
She hadn’t, not properly, since the doctor had left.
“Did I… do something?” I asked, softer this time.
She shook her head. “No. The whole doctor appointment was just… overwhelming. I just need to rest, okay?”
I swallowed my disappointment and nodded.
“Alright. Rest. If you need anything, call me.”
She didn’t answer.
The next day, she was the same.
Quiet. Distant. Floating around me like a ghost wearing her face.
On the third day, nothing had changed.
By the fifth, I was losing my mind.
She avoided eye contact.
Avoided conversations.
Avoided touch.
Avoided me.
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