A Quiet Plea

Maverick’s POV

Today, I walked into the room and shut the door behind me, and somehow the silence screamed louder than anything I’d heard all day. It was the kind of silence that pressed on your skin and got into your bones. Heavy, still, suffocating. I didn’t even have to look at her to know something was off. The air already told me.

But I looked anyway.

She sat upright, barely moving, tucked in