IVY’S POVThe room was quiet, save for the sound of their breathing and the occasional creak of the old wooden floorboards beneath their feet. Maria stood by the window, staring out at the darkening sky as she tried to gather her thoughts. She knew she needed to say something, but the words seemed to stick in her throat.Across the room, Alex sat on the edge of the bed, his hands clenched tightly in his lap. He too was struggling to find the right thing to say, and the silence between them seemed to grow thicker with every passing moment.Finally, Maria turned away from the window and took a deep breath. "Alex," she began, her voice shaking slightly. "We need to talk."Alex nodded, his eyes fixed on hers. "I know," he said quietly. "I've been thinking the same thing."Maria took a step closer, her heart racing. "I love you, Alex," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I really do. But I'm not sure I can keep doing this. I feel like we're always walking on eggshells around each
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