FAYE
The silence that followed felt different.
Heavier.
I didn’t look at him immediately.
I didn’t want to.
Because I already knew—
I knew this wasn’t over.
Not even close.
There was a shift in the air before he spoke.
“Really?”
I lifted my head slowly.
“You’re suicidal now?”
The words landed hard.
Not because of what he said—but how he said it.
Flat… direct.
“No,” I said quickly, shaking my head. “That’s not—Alexander, I wasn’t trying to—”
He pushed himself off the door before I could finish.
The movement alone was enough to cut me off.
He didn’t raise his voice.
He didn’t need to.
There was something in the way he carried himself right now… more controlled, in a way that didn’t feel calm at all.
And suddenly, the room felt even smaller.
“I walked in and found you un
