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brookeâs stomach was in ugly knots, they only tightened and made her want to cry or throw up when he sauntered into the room as if he hadnât purposely hurt her. she didnât look up at him. âyouâre not sleeping in here.â she said quietly, her voice wasnât harsh - if anything, it was uncharacteristically vulnerable and gentle, especially considering her feelings at the moment. âi left you a blanket and pillow there so you can sleep on the couch or find another room.â
stavo didnât need her to say anything, her expression and body language spoke for herself - he messed up, all of it to prove a point. âfine, i wonât sleep here.â he takes a few more steps into the room nonetheless. âbut you should know that we didnât do anything. i couldnât.âÂ















