“About what?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
Emma hesitated, her mouth opening and closing as if she was trying to find the right words. But the silence stretched on, neither of us willing to break it.
I could feel the tension building, a silent storm gathering between us.
The room seemed to shrink, the walls closing in as we stood there, caught in a moment that felt both endless and fleeting.
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