NovelEnglishChapter 11
| hesitated for a moment, fingers hovering over the keyboard before finally typing my reply.
“He’s nothing.”
A petty response, perhaps. But at that moment, it felt fitting.
Because if | were being honest-truly, painfully honest-Pax had been good toin almost every way.
Attentive, thoughtful, the kind of person who remembered the little things.
Except for one.
He never letlook at his phone.
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“The password is your birthday. The pinned post on my Instagram is a picture of you.”
| could still hear his voice, laced with that familiar blend of amusement and indulgence, as if my suspicions were
nothing more than a joke to him.
His fingers would catch the tip of my nose, giving it a playful squeeze.
“What more do you need to trust me?”
-And before | could find the words to argue, before | could push further, he would lean in-his lips brushing against
mine in a way that felt like a quiet command, a distraction wrapped in affection.
“Absolute possession, relative freedom-deal?”
| had rolled my eyes at the way he phrased it, finding it just a little too poetic, a little too calculated.
But in the end, | had silently agreed.
Because how could a relationship survive without trust?
And yet-
What | hadn't realized, what | had never even considered, was that from the very beginning, everything between
us
had been built on a lie.
He never lettouch his phone.
And yet, somehow, Nina could use it-to text me.
| exhaled slowly, sinking deeper into the bed, letting the silence stretch around me.
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The sheets were soft, freshly laundered, carrying the faint scent of soap and something subtly familiar.
Seven Years of Love, Seven Minutes
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Chapter 11
It tooka moment to recognize it.
Pax’s scent.
Which meant he hadn't been home.
He had spent the entire day at the hospital.
With her.
Okay.well....
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