CHAPTER 110

KYLO’S POV

Until now, I have never realized that silence could be extremely loud.

Varya had been rather shy, but when I came back from a business trip, she was distant, as if she created an impenetrable barrier for herself. She smiled less. Spoke even less. And when she did speak her manner was confined, as if she did not want to expose herself or say too much. It was maddening.

We had come so far—there had been moments when I felt that we were close to attaining something real. But now she was a stranger, and as distant as if she had shut herself up in a room beyond my access.

I stood at the other side of the room and looked at her, her back turned towards me, she was gazing at the window. She was totally unaware of my presence, but all I could do was watch her.

How her shoulders tensed, how she folded her hands in front of her, how her fingers incessantly twirled—she looked beyond uneasy. And it was my fault. I could not just sit idly and feel that I had let something slip off my ha