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Author: MercyCrown
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FELIX.

I’m sure the tension in the air can be felt by every soul in the room, and I can still feel Asher’s eyes on me. Something tells me the second I meet his gaze is the moment everything turns into ruins, so I don’t.

“Hi.” I breathe as Brynn reaches my desk. She doesn’t spare Asher a glance even as I feel his eyes peel from my skin, and probably staring at her now.

“Tomorrow. My place.” Brynn states what she’s appeared for, the words dropping in a monotone, and I nod once. “What are we—“

“Brynn.” Asher interrupts me and grabs Brynn’s shoulder. “What’s going on? Why are you here? What do you mean by those words?” There’s not a breath between his questions, and I see the anger that slowly takes over Brynn’s neutral expression. She doesn’t turn as she speaks, the irritation in her voice hard to be mistaken. “Take your hand off me.”

Asher doesn’t listen. Instead, he grabs her other shoulder and forces her to meet his eyes. “I know you’re mad at me, baby—“

“Don’t call me that.”

He sighs
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