(Mira)
I didn’t move from the couch after he told me to sit.
That part wasn’t about listening, it was about watching. If I stayed still, I could see more, hear more, pick up on the things he didn’t say out loud. Ridge moved through the room like nothing had changed, but that didn’t mean anything to me anymore. Things only looked normal when they weren’t.
I rested my hand against my stomach for a second before dropping it back to my lap.
That had become a habit without me noticing, something I did when I needed to steady myself. It worked just enough to keep me grounded without making the thoughts stop. My ankle still ached from earlier, but I ignored it the same way I ignored everything else that didn’t matter right now. Pain didn’t help me think.
He didn’t look at me right away.
Tha
