Chapter 372

It didn't take long when, immersed in my own bubble of silence and anguish, I managed to hear Anthony's footsteps down the stairs. I closed my eyes tightly, not feeling ready to face him or face whatever he wanted to say, and I stayed very still. However, not a single word came out of his mouth. He just approached and sat down carefully and silently in a corner of the sofa where I was, next to my head.

Anthony didn't learn much; In fact, I didn't tell him anything at all. I didn't have to give him any explanation, he didn't make an effort to find out what he had done those two weeks that I wasn't home. My brother didn't scold me for crying, he didn't tell me that he was an idiot for trusting the wrong guy, nor did he make fun of me like he used to do with every mistake he made. He just ran his fingers through my hair for a long time, like my mother used to do with us when we were children and needed her attention.

That gesture alone was enough for me to start crying uncontrollably, so
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