…“I can’t say. He’ll get mad,” she whispered, her eyes darting toward the street as if even the wind might carry her words back to him.
That was the moment everything inside me shifted. Not loudly. Not dramatically. But completely. I…
…Daniel’s jaw tightened. He looked at me, not like a stranger anymore, but like someone who had just realized he’d been speaking out of turn in a room he didn’t understand.
“Permission to speak freely?” he asked. It wasn’t directed at Maya. It was directed at…