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58. Caught in the Crossfire
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2025-04-11 22:00:07The silence stretched, thick and suffocating.
Amelia should have known better. She should have. She should have pulled open the door, should have faced Adrian, should have done anything but sit there, gripping the sheets like they were the only thing keeping her from unraveling.
But she had done nothing. And Adrian had left.
That should have made her feel relieved. It didn’t. It felt like losing a battle she hadn’t even realized she was fighting.
She buried her face in her hands, cursing herself. You let him in too much. You let yourself feel too much. She had spent years guarding her heart, building walls out of steel and spite. And Adrian Black? He had slipped past them like he belonged inside.<
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