Ethan
I can't sleep, I try… I really try. I close my eyes, change position, adjust my pillow… but nothing works. My mind is still active, insistent, circling the same thing over and over.
The room is silent, dark. And yet… I feel the weight of everything we said a few hours ago.
Clara is beside me, her back to me. And I… my back is to her too. It's absurd, ridiculous, even… After everything we've been through to be together again… we end up like this. In the same bed, but separated by something that isn't physical. It's pride, it's fear, it's insecurity.
I open my eyes, staring at a fixed point on the wall, lost in the darkness. And I breathe… Slowly, deeply. Because if I keep feeding what I'm feeling now… this is going to break. And I'm not going to let it. Not again.
I close m
