She turns her head, yawns. She exhales loudly as if to ensure that he will hear. And he does. And he knows. He knows what she is doing, that she is trying to make him notice. Notice the absence. She pretends she does not really care.
But she does, and they both are aware. The way her eyes gleam even as they avoid looking. It is undeniable.
How long will she wait before she confesses?
How long will he give her before he can't forgive?
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