Kai's POV
The silence felt like a weapon now. Sharp, violent, dangerous. For the past five days, my relationship with Zane has become worse. There was nothing between us anymore. Not even anger. Not the explosive fury anymore, just pure…coldness and silence. Something harder to deal with.
We walked past each other like a complete stranger, like ghosts that died a long time ago, barely remembered.
I didn't speak to him. He didn't talk to me. Not even a single glance.
Every night I'd go to sleep thinking about the last conversation I had with him. The last argument. The last explosion of rage.
Every morning I'd wake up convincing myself that I can go back to the life I lived before he came and pretend nothing ever mattered.
It was suffocating. I feel like I was suddenly carrying a weight that costs more than the burden of the secret I'm carrying on my back.
I hated it.
I hated him for caring when I was in grave danger.
