29 août 2026

“The Night He Faced the Wrong Woman”

“What’s wrong with you tonight?” he muttered.

I tilted my head slightly — just like Emma does when she’s thinking. “Nothing’s wrong,” I replied. “I just realized something.”

“And what’s that?”

“That I’m not afraid of you.”

The words landed heavier than shouting ever could.

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