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CHAPTER 103

Author: Joe Honey
last update Last Updated: 2025-02-02 01:31:50

The only sound in the bathroom was the running water, and Adrian was standing under the faucet, eyes closed, his face expressionless. I waited for some sort of response, but he seemed a million miles away, isolated in his thoughts and emotions. A big lump formed in my throat, realizing that something seriously was wrong and I had no idea on how to fix it.

I stood there, watching Adrian, my mind wandering through the many times we had shared: the laughter, the tears, the moments of pure joy and happiness. And now, it seemed like all was being threatened by some unknown force. A feeling of desperation rose inside me as I desperately tried to think of ways to reach out to him, to bring him back to me.

But with every passing minute, Adrian was quiet-body screaming for "stay away." I felt like walking on eggshells without knowing what to do or say to break this tension.

An oppressive silence filled the bathroom, and I waited for something, anything to tell me Adrian was still with me, that
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