Adjusting his shirt in front of the bedroom mirror, Alex moved quietly, registering the difference in his body, heavier and more magnetic.
Behind him, Janeth sat perfectly still on the bed, wrapped in his oversized black hoodie, the sleeves swallowing her hands as she clutched the fabric, her legs tucked under her, appearing small and fragile.
Keeping her head slightly lowered, her eyes tracked his every move, her demeanor calmer yet deeply awkward, sitting on his bed and watching his change his clothes.
But being near him provided a safety she hadn't felt in months. Still incredibly timid, her cheeks warmed every time he glanced her way, fighting the urge to hide her face.
"You're really leaving?..." Janeth asked softly, not sounding demanding but sounding like someone afraid to be alone, too hesitant to ask him to stay.
