Albert
I woke up to the gray hush of morning, the blanket tangled around my legs like a forgotten promise. Emon lay beside me, his back to me, breathing evenly. The silence between us felt heavier than the night before.
We hadn’t even finished. We couldn't and I knew that I was to blame. My body had been present, my hands had moved as they should, but my heart… my heart had been somewhere else entirely. With someone else.
I sat up quietly and rubbed my face, guilt curling in my chest like smoke. Emon stirred.
“You are up early,” he said, voice husky with sleep.
“Yeah,” I replied, trying to sound normal. “Couldn’t sleep much.”
He rolled over to look at me, his brown eyes searching mine. There was no accusation in them, only… disappointment. He smiled faintly.
“I have to run some err
