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Chapter 22: Capturing Her in Shadows and Lines
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Ethan sat in the dimly lit café across from his best friend, David, nursing a cup of lukewarm coffee. The familiar hum of chatter and the occasional clinking of silverware filled the air, but Ethan was only half-aware of his surroundings. His mind was elsewhere—on Sienna, on her touch, on the way her lips had brushed against his cheek the night before.David, however, had no such distractions. He sat back in the booth, arms crossed, watching Ethan with a look of concern that bordered on exasperation.“You look like shit, man,” David finally said, breaking the silence. “Have you even slept?”Ethan blinked, snapping back to reality. He ran a hand through his disheveled hair. “Yeah. I mean, sort of.”David scoffed. “That’s a no.” He leaned forward, his voice lowering. “Is this about her?”Ethan frowned. “Who?”David shot him a knowing look. “Don’t play dumb. The neighbor. The girl you’re practically obsessed with.”Ethan tensed. “I’m not obsessed.”David let out a dry laugh. “Right. You
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Ethan sat at his desk, pretending to read, but the words blurred together on the page. His eyes kept drifting to the window, where he had positioned himself just right—able to catch glimpses of Sienna’s apartment door through the small gap in his curtains. It had become a habit, an obsession, a dangerous addiction he couldn’t shake.Tonight, something was different.A sleek black car pulled up to the building. Not the usual rideshare or old beat-up taxis he sometimes saw dropping off visitors. This one was expensive—the kind of luxury sedan only a certain type of man drove. The doors opened with a muted click, and out stepped a man who looked like he belonged to another world.The stranger adjusted the cuffs of his tailored suit, the silver of his expensive watch catching the dim glow of the streetlights. His polished shoes tapped against the pavement with purpose as he strode toward the entrance. Everything about him oozed wealth, confidence, and the kind of privilege Ethan had never
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Ethan’s heart pounded so loudly in his ears that he thought it might give him away. The dim glow of his apartment barely illuminated the small space, but he didn’t need light—his focus was solely on the sliver of the outside world he could see through the peephole. His breathing was uneven, his palms damp as he hovered, torn between reason and impulse.He shouldn’t be doing this.But he couldn’t stop.Sienna’s apartment door was slightly ajar, the soft amber glow from inside spilling into the hallway. The rich man—her guest—stood in the doorway, his back partially turned to Ethan’s line of sight. He was just as polished as before, his suit crisp, his posture exuding power and ease. He adjusted the cuff of his expensive watch, exuding the effortless charm of someone who belonged in a world Ethan could never touch.Then she appeared.Sienna leaned lazily against the doorframe, her robe tied loosely around her waist, exposing the long, smooth curve of her leg. Her dark hair was slightly
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Ethan tried to convince himself that what he had seen meant nothing. That it wasn’t his business. That Sienna was just another neighbor—nothing more, nothing less. But no matter how much he willed himself to forget, the images wouldn’t leave him.Every time he closed his eyes, he saw her standing in the doorway, bathed in warm light, her robe slipping just enough to reveal the curve of her thigh. He heard the soft murmur of her voice, the teasing lilt of her laughter, the way she looked straight at his door, as if daring him to keep watching.And then the worst part—the men.Different men. Different nights.It became a cycle, an agonizing routine he couldn’t escape.At first, he told himself he wasn’t paying attention. That the sounds of footsteps outside his door were just part of the normal rhythm of apartment life. But soon, it became impossible to ignore. He started noticing the pattern—the way they came late at night, their shoes expensive, their presence confident. Some of them
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Ethan stared at the ceiling, his body stiff as he lay on the mattress, the sheets tangled around his legs. The air in his apartment felt heavy, thick with an invisible weight that pressed against his chest. He closed his eyes, trying to shut out the restless storm inside his head, but the moment he did, her face surfaced.Sienna.The way she had smirked at him just before shutting her door. The way her lips had formed that silent shhh, as if inviting him to keep watching. To keep obsessing.His eyes snapped open. The faint glow of the city seeped through his blinds, casting long shadows along the walls. He reached for his phone, checking the time. 3:42 AM. For the third night in a row, he hadn’t managed to get a single hour of proper sleep.He turned onto his side, willing his brain to shut down, but his ears remained hyper-focused, waiting for the inevitable.And then—A muffled voice.A soft giggle.The telltale creak of Sienna’s door opening and closing.Ethan’s pulse drummed in hi
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Ethan barely had time to react before he heard the knock again—soft, teasing, deliberate. His heart lurched as he hesitated, staring at the door as if it had come alive.Then, her voice, smooth and sultry. “Ethan, you home?”He swallowed hard, his throat dry. He wasn’t expecting this—wasn’t ready for it. Every fiber of his being screamed at him to ignore her, to let her think he was asleep or busy. But before he could second-guess himself, his hand was already turning the knob.The door swung open, and there she was.Sienna leaned against the frame, her golden-brown hair tousled, cascading over her bare shoulders. She wore a silky black robe, loosely tied at her waist, revealing hints of bare skin beneath. The dim hallway lighting cast a soft glow on her smooth, flawless complexion. Her lips curled in that familiar, knowing smirk—the one that made his chest tighten.
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Ethan sat on his bed, gripping the edge of the mattress as he stared at the wall. His mind was a mess, tangled with thoughts of Sienna. Their conversation over drinks had left him raw, confused, and completely under her spell. He had barely slept, replaying every moment—the way her fingers had brushed against his, the way she had looked at him with those teasing eyes that hinted at something just beyond his reach.He exhaled heavily and ran a hand through his already-disheveled hair. He needed to shake this off. It was just a drink. Just harmless flirting.Then why did it feel like something more?A sudden knock on his door made his heart lurch into his throat. He turned, staring at the door as if he had imagined the sound.Another knock. This time softer. More deliberate.Ethan swallowed hard before standing, his legs feeling weak as he made his way toward the do
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Ethan’s breath hitched the moment Sienna slid closer to him on the couch. The dim lighting of her apartment cast warm shadows along the curves of her face, her lips curling into an amused smile as she tilted her head at him. The scent of her perfume, subtle yet intoxicating, wrapped around him like an invisible force, making it impossible to think straight.“So, tell me, Ethan,” she purred, swirling the amber liquid in her glass. “Do you always get this nervous around women, or is it just me?”He swallowed, gripping the glass in his hand tighter. The ice inside clinked softly as he forced himself to take a sip, hoping the alcohol would somehow calm his racing heart. It didn’t. If anything, it only heightened the tension, making him more aware of her body heat pressing against his side.“I—” His voice cracked, and he cleared his throat. “I’m not nervous.”Sienna chuckled, the sound l
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Ethan had spent the entire day trying to convince himself that he shouldn’t say anything. That it was better to keep his feelings locked away where they couldn’t be exposed and torn apart. But his resolve shattered the moment he saw her again.Sienna was outside her apartment, leaning against the railing of the hallway balcony, smoking a cigarette. The soft glow of the city lights reflected off her skin, making her look almost ethereal. He didn’t know if it was the way she exhaled the smoke so slowly, or the way the night breeze toyed with the loose strands of her hair, but she looked untouchable. Untouchable, yet standing right there.He didn’t think—he just walked up to her.She glanced at him from the corner of her eye, an amused smirk playing at her lips. “So, you’re back to speaking to me now?”Ethan swallowed, his hands clenched at his sides. “I need to tell you something.”
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Whispers Through the Wall Chapter 33: Fighting the Inevitable
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Whispers Through the Wall Chapter 32: Too Innocent
Ethan sat rigid on Sienna’s couch, his fingers gripping the empty glass in his lap as he tried to steady his breath. The sting of her teasing still clung to him, burning beneath his skin.She stretched out beside him, draping herself lazily over the cushions, one leg crossing over the other. The hem of her dress rode up slightly, revealing more of her smooth thigh. It was deliberate—everything about her was deliberate.He should have seen it coming.Sienna let out a small sigh, her fingers tracing absentminded patterns on the fabric of the couch. “You’re sweet, Ethan,” she murmured, almost as if she were talking to herself. Then, her gaze slid to him, sharp and assessing. “Too sweet.”He forced himself to look at her, his jaw clenched. “What’s that supposed to mean?”She smirked, amused by his sudden defensiveness. “It means you don’t belong here,” she said simply
