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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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“Now,” I say, standing abruptly, “we need to do something about you.”Her brows knit together in confusion, but I don’t wait for her response. I head to her closet, the scent of lavender sachets mingling with the faint mustiness of unworn clothes. Quincy isn’t into fashion, and her wardrobe reflects it—practical, plain, uninspired. But hidden among the dull fabrics, I find a single piece that stands out. It’s seductive, strappy, and green—a shade I know Tyson loves.“Put this on,” I say, tossing it at her. She catches it, staring at it like it’s a foreign object.“Why?” she asks, her voice hesitant.“Trust me,” I reply, rolling my eyes when she doesn’t move. “Just put it on.”She struggles with the straps, and I sigh, stepping in to help her. As I fasten the last one, I can’t help but marvel at how stunning she looks. The dress clings to her curves in all the right ways, the green fabric making her skin glow. Her hair falls messily over her shoulders, but I take a curling iron and som
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I go downstairs for a glass of water, the sound of my bare feet on the wooden steps echoing in the stillness of the house. The faint hum of the refrigerator greets me in the kitchen, along with the earthy smell of freshly brewed tea that someone must have made earlier.Tyson stands by the counter, a glass of cold water in his hand. He doesn’t notice me at first, and for a moment, I just watch him. His presence is grounding, though it does nothing to lighten the ache in my chest.“Hey,” I murmur softly, my voice barely audible.He glances up, offering a faint smile. The warmth in it should comfort me, but instead, it only deepens the emptiness I can’t seem to escape.The kitchen feels colder than it should, the faint hum of the refrigerator filling the silence as Tyson looks at me from beneath his dark lashes. His innocent smile, paired with the casual way he sips his water, does little to ease the storm inside me. I smirk, masking the ache in my chest. “Somebody’s been busy with ‘activ
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Kassian’s POVLying on my bed, I stare at my phone, my hand braced under my head as my thumb swipes down to refresh the chat for the hundredth time. The screen remains stubbornly unchanged, her last read message glaring back at me like a taunt.It’s been two days since I sent it: “I miss you.” The moment I hit send, I realized what I was doing and tried to delete it, but Fenrir surged forward, wresting control of my body with a growl. “Let her see it,” he had snapped, his voice brimming with frustration. A week without her had pushed him—and me—to the edge of sanity.If I’m honest, I didn’t want to stop him.It would be so easy to let her in. To tell her the truth and stop pretending to be someone I’m not. But I’ve seen what happens when you care too much, when you let someone get too close. They leave, or worse—they’re taken.Fenrir scoffs, his voice cold. “You’re scared.”“I’m smart,” I counter. Letting Lynette in would only give her the power to destroy me. And when—not if—she does,
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The café smells of freshly brewed espresso, warm pastries, the faint, earthy hint of wood, and the scent and emotions of the people in the café. The bell above the door jingles as I push it open, and a gust of cool air follows me in, ruffling the edges of my jacket. Wooden tables, their surfaces worn smooth by years of use, reflect the muted golden light of hanging lamps. Outside, the faint patter of rain against the windows adds a rhythmic softness to the hum of conversations and the occasional clang of cups. But none of it registers fully because she’s here.I see her before she sees Me. Lynette sits at a small table by the window, her ocean-green eyes catching the afternoon sunlight, making them shimmer like glass over shallow waves. Her frosty blonde hair cascades over her shoulders in effortless waves, the pale strands glowing like spun silk. She looks up as I enter, and her cherry blossom pink lips curve into a smile so radiant it pierces straight through my chest.She’s not wear
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The moment Kassian steps out of his car, I have to bite the inside of my cheek to stop from laughing. He stares at the amusement park with the kind of horrified disbelief I’ve only seen on people watching horror movies. His amethyst eyes narrow, his lips twist into a grim line, and his broad shoulders stiffen beneath his dark shirt. It’s like he’s bracing himself for an ambush.Victory hums in my chest, and I allow myself a quick, satisfied smile. But it’s more than that—it’s relief. I can’t believe I actually pulled this off. He came. He’s here. The man who usually keeps everyone at arm’s length—especially me—agreed to follow me of his own free will. Granted, it probably wasn’t without a great deal of internal grumbling, but still.I clasp my hands behind my back as I stroll up to him, forcing myself to stay composed. Inside, I’m a whirlwind. For days, I told myself I’d give him one last chance. If he didn’t show up at the café this morning, I’d let him go, admit defeat, and move on.
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The game begins, and I’m in my element, zipping around the rink, slamming into other cars with gleeful abandon. Kassian looks downright uncomfortable in the tiny car, his knees practically brushing the dashboard. He doesn’t complain, but the way he adjusts his grip on the wheel, his movements precise and measured, makes it clear he’s just tolerating this for my sake.I take full advantage, ramming into him at every opportunity. “Are you even trying?” I call out, laughing as his car jerks sideways.“This is ridiculous,” he mutters, though I swear I see the corner of his mouth twitch.After a few rounds of wrecking havoc, I finally call it quits, my sides aching from laughing so hard. Kassian climbs out of his car with his usual composure, but there’s something lighter about the way he moves now—like maybe, just maybe, he’s starting to relax.I catch his eye and grin. “You’re terrible at this, by the way.”“I think I did fine,” he replies, but there’s no edge in his voice.“Sure, let’s
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By the time we reach the Ferris wheel, the sun is dipping low, casting the park in a golden glow. I grab Kassian’s hand without thinking and pull him toward the line.“Last ride,” I promise, glancing up at him.He gives me a long look, his eyes softening slightly. “Fine.”The Ferris wheel creaks as it starts its slow ascent, rocking gently as we leave the noise of the park behind. The air grows cooler the higher we climb, carrying the faint scents of popcorn, cotton candy, and the metallic tang of machinery. I sit back in the cramped little cart, sneaking a glance at Kassian.He’s silent, his sharp profile etched against the fiery hues of the setting sun. His amethyst eyes are locked on the horizon, but his shoulders have relaxed just a fraction, the usual tension in his jaw almost imperceptibly gone. It’s subtle, but it’s enough to make me wonder if he’s finally letting himself feel the moment. Though I can tell he’s still trying to figure out why he agreed to this ride—or maybe why h
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