Once a Doormat, Now Untouchable

Sydney finds herself in a tense moment with Julian after he unexpectedly confesses something that leaves her heart racing. Despite her internal turmoil, she approaches him calmly to tend to his injured leg, applying ointment with a steady hand. Her voice is firm but cold as she asserts that the truth of his feelings doesn't change anything between them, hinting at a deeper emotional distance.

The atmosphere is charged with unspoken thoughts, particularly her desire to distance herself from Julian. Julian, feeling a surge of anger, challenges Sydney's assertion that nothing has changed, especially regarding her intentions to remarry. Their conversation reveals layers of hurt and misunderstanding, with Sydney's calm demeanor contrasting sharply with Julian's growing frustration. As she tends to his wounds, their exchange becomes more personal, touching on past decisions and emotional scars.

Julian's anger begins to wane as he seeks clarity, but Sydney remains resolute, ultimately deciding to leave. In a surprising turn, Julian suggests that Sydney take their dog, Yoyo, with her, a statement that carries the weight of their shared history. This moment shifts the dynamics between them, as Sydney's surprise indicates the complexities of their relationship. Julian's defensiveness about their shared responsibility for Yoyo underscores the emotional stakes involved.

As Yoyo excitedly interacts with Sydney, the tension momentarily eases, allowing for a brief moment of levity amidst their conflict. After leaving Julian's place with Yoyo, Sydney returns to gather the dog's essentials, but Julian's icy remarks reveal the underlying tension remains. Their banter, laced with irritation and defiance, showcases the unresolved feelings between them. When Sydney encounters her friend Tiffany, who expresses concern about Julian's injury, it highlights the ripple effects of their strained relationship on those around them.

The chapter concludes with a sense of uncertainty, as both characters navigate their emotions and the implications of their past choices. Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below **When The Ocean Learned My Name and Whispered It Back to You by Aurelia Novel 361** **Chapter 361** Sydney stood frozen, her heart racing at Julian's unexpected proclamation. It was as if time itself had paused, leaving her suspended in a moment thick with tension. She approached him deliberately, her movements steady despite the whirlwind of emotions inside her.

With a practiced motion, she uncapped the tube of ointment, the faint scent of menthol filling the air as she began to apply it to his injured leg. "Whether it's true or false doesn't change anything," she said, her voice steady, yet devoid of warmth. There was an underlying chill in her tone, one that hinted at the distance she had placed between them. The weight of her unspoken thoughts hung heavily in the air, almost palpable.

at the edge of her mind: "It has nothing to do with you anymore." For the first time, Julian felt a surge of anger welling up inside him, a fire with no clear target. It was a disorienting sensation, one he had not anticipated. As

steady, challenging him to see beyond his assumptions. She finished applying the ointment to his leg,

she tilted her head, the tenderness in her touch, and the flicker of pain in her eyes that no icy demeanor could conceal. Despite her calm exterior, her expression betrayed a deeper turmoil, revealing the conflict that raged within

remained unwavering. She withdrew her hand, capped the ointment with a quiet finality, and rose with an air of composed determination. "I'm done. I'm going home," she stated, her voice

tone of his voice bore an uncanny resemblance to a couple embroiled in a custody battle, the weight of their shared history hanging in the air like an unspoken agreement. Sydney's eyes lit up with surprise, her expression shifting as she turned back to him. "You're willing to give Yoyo back to me?" "What do you mean, give back? We raised him together,"

then, Yoyo bounded over, his excitement palpable as he dragged his dog bed behind him, tail wagging furiously. He nudged it against Sydney's feet before pressing his head against her legs, a picture of pure bliss. Julian frowned at the sight

him up, cradling him against her chest. With Yoyo safely in her arms, she made her way back to her apartment, the warmth of their reunion filling her with a sense of comfort. But soon after, she returned to Julian's place to gather the essentials-dog food, the water dispenser, and other supplies that would

icy as his gaze followed her every movement around the room. "If you keep hauling things out like this, I'll think you mean to move me too." His eyes remained fixed on her, searching for