Fated Love, Unwritten Endings

in the doorway, his shoulders tense, his jaw tight. And standing just behind

deceptively innocen

the wall. "I'm going on a vacation," I said, my voice deliberat

detached version of me was an unknown variable. He still believed my life

ehind him like a shadow. He guided her to the small sofa, effectively pushing me to

ufactured sweetness. "Caleb was so worried about you, he

Fran." But his eyes were full of a tenderness he never showed me. H

hero and the sweet, vulnerable girl he was sworn to

ke this used to feel like a physical blow. Now, it just felt... distant

't you and Caleb go wash some fruit for us?" she said, trying to

his grandmother ingrained in us. We walked out of

is demeanor changed. He grabbed my

had rarely initiated physical contact

ose to mine. His eyes were cold steel. "Don't you d

as the one who had systematically tormented me, framing me for sl

d, pleaded with him to see the truth. I would have pointed out t

't the old

m, my expression ca

f. He stared at me, searching my face for

to the sink. I turned on the tap and began washin

kitchen, broken only by the sound of running water. He was starting to rea

un after my accident. He just hadn't been p