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The soft rustling of leaves blends with the gentle lap of the river against the shore, creating a soothing backdrop to the surreal moment unfolding around me. The night air feels cooler now, brushing against my skin with a teasing chill that stands in sharp contrast to the heat pooling low in my stomach.“Kassian, you were telling me about your high school?” I prompt softly, hoping to draw him back to our conversation and ease the tension between us.He hums a reply, low and distracted, like someone lost in thought—or something far deeper.The sound unsettles me, yet it pulls me closer, as if I’m teetering on the edge of something unknown.When he doesn’t elaborate, I exhale a quiet sigh and turn my attention to the dishes scattered between us. The faint scent of grilled shrimp and tangy marinade lingers in the air, mingling with the salty freshness of the river breeze. I focus on gathering the plates and utensils, the familiar motion grounding me.But nothing about this moment stays
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I force my trembling legs to push me upright, the unsteady motion making my body wobble like a fawn taking its first steps. My knees threaten to buckle beneath me, still weak and shaking from whatever just happened. My breaths come shallow and uneven, the burning sensation in my chest making it hard to think straight.The night air presses against my flushed skin, sharp and biting, a cruel contrast to the overwhelming heat that refuses to leave me. The faint scent of damp earth and saltwater lingers, mingling with the metallic tang of rage rising in my throat.I stagger backward, almost stumbling, but manage to catch myself. My body feels wrong—lightheaded, unmoored, like all the strength has been sapped from my limbs. Whatever Kassian just did to me, it’s toxic. Too overwhelming. Too consuming. And he’d barely started.A violent shudder rolls through me, and tears prick my eyes. They burn, hot and unrelenting, pooling against my lashes but refusing to fall. Rage shakes me to my core,
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Kassian steps forward, his towering frame cutting through the moonlight like a shadow. The sound of the waves grows louder, crashing rhythmically against the shore, as if echoing my racing heartbeat. The air is cool but charged, carrying the faint tang of salt and damp earth, the kind of crispness that always feels heavier at night.Before I can process what he’s about to do, he bends down swiftly and sweeps me off my feet.A startled scream bursts from my lips as Kassian effortlessly sweeps me off my feet. My hands fly to his neck, holding tightly for support, and fingertips brush against the scruff of his skin, rough yet warm, and my nails press lightly into his neck as my heart pounds against my ribcage.His jaw tightens briefly, a flicker of something unreadable passing through his eyes before he shifts his gaze back to the path ahead. The motion is so quick I almost miss it, but for a moment, it looks like regret—like he’s fighting something within himself, something he’s not rea
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“I started painting when I was four,” I say softly, my voice barely rising above the whisper of the wind rustling through the trees around us. The air is cool and carries the faint tang of salt and damp earth, mingling with the lingering scent of the sea.Kassian’s strides are steady as he carries me away from the shoreline, the soft crunch of sand beneath his boots marking each deliberate step. The rhythmic sound mingles with the distant murmur of waves, now quieter, as if retreating into the background.“According to my brother,” I continue, glancing up at him, “I was obsessed with colors. It was the only way they could ever get me to shut up. By the time I turned four, I started painting. Despite everything they did to stop me, I kept going. I just… loved the way colors come together, like there’s some kind of mystery behind it…” My voice trails off as I lose myself in the memory.The faint light from the car’s interior spills into the darkness as we approach, illuminating the surr
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A week has passed since my date with Kassian, and the grueling days on set have left me physically drained but no closer to peace of mind. Today, with some rare free time, I find myself craving an escape. At first, I thought staying at home would help, but the silence of my sprawling mansion feels oppressive, magnifying the whirlwind of thoughts I can’t seem to escape.Since the date, Kassian hasn’t called or texted. Neither have I. My pride refuses to let me reach out first. If he isn’t going to make the effort, why should I? I won’t chase someone who swings between being the embodiment of warmth and charm one moment and an aloof, impenetrable fortress the next.My chest tightens, frustration mingling with an ache I can’t shake. Why do I let myself endure this emotional tug-of-war? I like him. Maybe I even love him. Or maybe it’s just infatuation, a desperate yearning to resolve feelings that never fully bloomed.Or, worse, what if it’s something else entirely? What if my connection
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Quincy and I are in the kitchen, the soft hum of the stovetop blending with the rhythmic clatter of utensils. The air is heavy with the rich aromas of dinner—the smoky scent of sizzling vegetables, the sweet warmth of baking brownies, and the faint tang of something spicy simmering on the stove. It feels strangely comforting, like stepping back into a part of my life I’d almost forgotten.We’re catching up, sharing snippets of the years I’ve missed. Or rather, Quincy is doing most of the talking. She rattles on like a runaway train, her words tumbling over each other as though she’s afraid the silence might swallow her whole. I’m content to let her fill the space, listening as I carefully slice the brownies into neat squares, their edges still warm and slightly gooey under the blade.Quincy’s voice rises, animated and bright, as she recounts the girls’ antics—how much they’ve grown, their mischief, their quirks. It’s a warm, nostalgic flow of chatter that makes the kitchen feel cozier
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I bite down on the rising unease in my chest and quickly gather the brownies and muffins from the tray, carrying them to the dining table. The smell of chocolate feels oddly comforting, but it does little to ease the tension crackling in the air like an approaching storm.Quincy follows me, carrying her own plate of food, though her movements are shaky. Tears streak her face again as she sets the plate down with a clatter. Her sobs start to break free, and the sight of her crumbling is like a punch to the gut.I place a hand on her shoulder gently, trying to steady both her and myself. “Just calm down, Quincy. She has nothing on you.”Quincy shakes her head violently, fresh tears spilling down her cheeks. “She does!” she cries, her voice breaking.I crouch slightly so I can meet her eyes, my voice firm yet soothing. “Quincy, you are not ugly. You’re gorgeous and charming. Your blonde hair doesn’t make you ugly—it makes you the beauty you are now. And your eyes? They aren’t hideous. Th
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I rack my brain, my thoughts churning like a storm-tossed sea, trying to figure out what to do about this. The Tyson I know might not be who he is now, but why does it feel like all of this is some cruel trick? My chest tightens with the weight of it, a suffocating pressure that makes it hard to breathe. It’s not just because I’ve known him the longest—though that thought nags at me like a splinter in my mind. No, it’s something deeper. A conviction that Tyson would never betray Quincy.The room around me feels cold and lifeless. The faint hum of the refrigerator buzzes in the background, the air tinged with the aroma of food. The gray light from the overcast sky filters through the window, casting everything in muted tones, as if the world itself mirrors the heaviness in my heart.I’ve always admired their relationship. The kind of bond they share seemed impossible to me, a skeptic who scoffs at the idea of true love. But with them… I don’t know. Something about Tyson and Quincy made
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The air shifts instantly. The arm wrapped around my waist tightens, his grip no longer gentle. His entire body stiffens, muscles coiling beneath me. A faint tremor ripples through him, his entire presence turning rigid.The silence is suffocating.“I’m sorry,” I whisper, my voice cracking under the weight of it all.A low, guttural growl rumbles from his chest, vibrating against me, raw and primal. The sound is nothing like the Kassian I know—it’s something deeper, something untamed. I flinch, but I still don’t dare lift my head. I don’t want to see the fury I know is in his eyes.His voice is sharp, shattering the tension like splintering glass. “Is this the first time?”I nod, my throat tight, trying to hold back the sob building inside me. The air around us grows heavier, thick with something unseen but powerful. The sheer force of his anger radiates off him in waves, an intensity I recognize all too well. It’s the same kind of presence I felt in the temple, the same suffocating pr
