Henry expected things to go back to normal the next morning. Etienne was resting in his room, while Henry went out for a bit of fresh air and to explore the city a bit, mostly to keep his mind off worrying about Etienne, but when he came back, all that was there waiting for him was a cold, quiet wall of silence. Etienne wasn’t opening his door despite the fact that Henry could clearly hear him walking around. He wasn’t answering the calls, the text, voicenotes - nothing. As if Henry did not exist any more. As if nothing had ever happened between them.
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