MERIDA The cool night air hit me the moment we stepped out of the Pack House, and for a brief second I welcomed it. My heart was already racing , my palms sweaty as Lukan's hand wrapped around mine guiding me towards the car. We were supposed to be going to dinner—a date—but something didn't feel right. It hadn't felt rice for a while, and the knot in my stomach had only tighten things we left As we reached the parking lot, I stopped walking. I pulled my hand free from his grip. It wasn't a smooth motion—it was jerky, awkward and unplanned. Lukan turned to look at me, surprise me flickering across his face "Merida?"His voice was laced with confusion, maybe even amusement."What's wrong?" I swallowed hard, my mouth suddenly dry. This wasn't like me. I didn't speak up. I don't cause scenes. I was supposed to be the quiet one ,the agreeable one, the one who never pushed back But tonight.... Tonight was different .I couldn't keep pretending anymore "I don't want to go,"My voi
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