Chasing Shadows

She whispered, her voice trembling and eyes glossy, pulling the blanket close - not to hide her body, but to shield her heart from what this meant for them.

"You're my best friend."

But it was already too late - too late when, just seconds before, their arms had entwined and only whispers filled the room, not when she had given herself that way.

In that heavy room, where time seemed to slow, their hearts beat out of sync, and the silence between them spoke louder than any words.

He looked at her, unable to answer, knowing that night had changed them - forever.