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𝐂𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐨 opened her eyes to the morning light slipping through her blinds, stretching across her bedroom in soft, broken lines. She blinked, allowing herself a moment before the day began.
Three months. Three whole months, she hadn't spoken to Kazimir. They hadn't talked on the phone, texted, none of it. As of lately, he had been home fully maybe one or two days out of the week. Now that he was back into writing songs, he was at the studio, home for a while, then spending time with his daughter, or at a club for a hosting. Cairo on the other hand, just did her photoshoots, hostings, and stayed home, bored mostly, or she'd go to see her best friend and her goddaughter.
Even now, the decision felt raw. She'd always imagined them as a forever kind of friendship-until that forever turned complicated, and the boundaries blurred into something messy. The fact that she had got so close to him in such a small amount of time and now they weren't talking, was kind of irritating.
She sat up slowly, her hand grazing her phone but resisting the urge to check. In the first few weeks after she'd blocked him, she'd find herself impulsively opening his contact in a haze, almost pressing "unblock" before catching herself. She didn't know why she kept his contact saved, like some stubborn relic of a friendship she couldn't let go of.
She then sighed, brushing away those thoughts as she slipped out of bed and padded to the bathroom, pulling down her underwear to use the toilet. Afterwards, she wiped herself, flushed, and washed her hands, before beginning to brush her teeth.
After thirty minutes of a shower, she dressed herself in a grey tank top, some shorts, and walked into her kitchen. She moved through her morning routine on autopilot, making coffee, toasting a slice of bread.
Taking a seat at the table, Cai picked up her mug, inhaling the comforting warmth of coffee, and took a sip. As she stared out the window, her mind wandered back to all the little moments that had led her here. The laughter, the inside jokes, the late-night talks. And then... the silence that had crept in, the quiet tension that neither of them could acknowledge, until it was all she could feel.
