(Phineas's POV)
Her text was twelve words long.
*Phineas, thank you for everything you've done for me these past months. I've decided to move out.*
I read it twice, set my phone down, picked it up again, and read it a third time. Then I was on my feet without quite deciding to stand, walking down the corridor toward her door.
I got there. Raised my hand toward the bell.
And stopped.
It was ten o'clock at night. She'd just come back from what had clearly been an exhausting day - the settlement meeting, whatever Sienna had pulled outside, drinks with Olivia. And I was standing at her door like I'd lost something and thought it might be inside.
I stood there for another full minute. Then I turned around and walked back to my own apartment.
The text sat on my screen, unanswered.
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