with the emotional aftermath of their decision. Each day felt like a battle against th

the familiar routine of lectures and assignments. Yet, no matter how hard she t

Ara's absence from his life. Yet, no matter how busy he kept himself, he couldn't shak

otes, a knock on the door startled her. She looked up to fin

n quietly, stepping into her room

her emotions in turmoil. "Liam, what is it?" she

t stop thinking about you," he admitted, his voice raw wi

ssion. She had tried to bury her feelings, to move on from th

er voice trembling. "But we can't ignore the

tion. "I know," he replied quietly. "But I can't preten

ng. They both knew that their love was a flame that refused

Ara asked, her voice

ek. "I don't know," he admitted, his voice thick with e

w that choosing to be together would mean facing insurmountable c

iam knew that their journey together was far from over. Whatever lay ahead, they

Liam sat in uneasy silence. Around them, the clinking of cutlery and the murmur of conversation fill

side her, Liam kept his gaze lowered, his hands clenched around his fork. They had

ing between her brows. It was unusual for them to be so quiet. "Is

"Yes, Mom, everything's fine," she r