I didn’t sleep well. Again.
It was becoming a pattern I didn’t want to acknowledge.
Every time I closed my eyes, my mind replayed the same thing…
His voice.
His words.
Be careful about what you’re pretending not to feel.
I turned in bed, exhaling sharply.
This was ridiculous.
I wasn’t pretending anything.
I just knew better.
That was the difference.
By morning, I was already tired.
Not physically, mentally.
And that made everything harder.
I got ready in silence, choosing something simple, clean, controlled. No room for distraction. No room for error.
By the time I arrived at the office, I had already made a decision.
Distance.
That was the only solution.
No unnecessary conversations.
No private meetings.
Strictly work.
Nothing else.
It was simple. It had to be.
“Ava
