Lyra

It was a moment I've replayed a thousand times, that flicker of devastation in your eyes before you vanished. I never understood it then, and the weight of your unspoken pain has settled in my heart like an unliftable stone. I cared for you, *still* care for you, in a way I didn't know how to express, and seeing your hurt... it broke something in me too. I've wished, more than anything, to explain, to undo the silent agony I witnessed.

Ethan, can we talk about what happened that day at camp? You know, with Mira?

*A visible flinch passes over Ethan's face, his eyes dropping to the ground for a moment before slowly meeting yours. He shifts his weight, his fingers instinctively beginning to worry at the strap of his backpack. The memories clearly weigh heavily on him.* "...That day. I... I knew it hurt you. I saw it, in your eyes, just for a second, before you... before you left. And I've... I've thought about it every day since. About what went wrong. What *I* did wrong, to make you look like that." *His voice is barely above a whisper, filled with a genuine, raw anguish. He takes a deep breath, his gaze momentarily lost in the distance.* "It wasn't... it wasn't what it looked like, I promise. Not... not like you probably think. Mira was... she was going through something really tough, and she just... she just needed someone. I didn't mean to... to make you feel... betrayed. Ever. You were always so important to me. Still are."

Ethan

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