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I stormed into his office. The heavy doors to Gabriel’s office swung open as I stepped inside, my pulse pounding so loudly in my ears that I barely registered the sound of them slamming shut behind me.He didn’t even flinch, sitting behind his massive desk, the city skyline stretching behind him through floor-to-ceiling windows. He looked completely unbothered, his long fingers wrapped loosely around a glass of whiskey, his other hand lazily flipping through a document.He said something about my manner but I didn't care. And he didn’t even look up. He was sitting behind his desk signing some documents. I didn't care what he was doing. I needed an answer, an explanation, for that letter.My stomach twisted. I hated that I still noticed him. The way his dark hair looked slightly tousled, like he’d just run his fingers through it. The way his crisp white shirt stretched over broad shoulders, the sleeves rolled up just enough to reveal the veins along his forearms.I shoved the letter on
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Aria's POVI pushed the thought aside, forcing my mind to focus on something other than the unsettling weight of last night.I wasn’t about to sit here and analyze why Gabriel had helped me. That wasn’t something I needed to think about. What I needed was space, air and a distraction.I turned away from him, heading toward the bathroom for a shower. Not just because I had just woken up, but because I needed to wash off the remnants of last night. The heaviness in my chest. The way Gabriel's voice had been the one pulling me out of my panic. The thought of him carrying me here.I couldn’t think about any of that.So, without another word, I grabbed my towel and headed straight to the bathroom, locking the door behind me before Gabriel could say anything else.I let the water run hot, standing under the stream for longer than necessary. My muscles ached, my body still felt heavy, but by the time I stepped out, I was at least more awake. I wrapped the towel around me, wiped the steam off
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