BRIELLE POV“Need any help?”I turned around and saw him.He stood tall, his presence commanding without effort, the sharp blue suit perfectly tailored to his frame. The fabric hugged his broad shoulders and defined biceps.His jet black hair was impeccably styled, the glossy strands catching the light as if sculpted to perfection.He looked like someone who turned heads without trying, even if he had ragged clothes on.I was starting to wonder if all his suits were tailored just for him because they always fit him so well.“How are you here?” I asked, looking up to him.Why was he always present at my worst moments? I watched as his eyes swept over my entire outfit, from my face down to my legs. A faint smirk flickered across his lips, there for only a fleeting second before it disappeared.“You look…”“Save the insults, i really don't care and already have much concerning matters at hand”He stayed silent, somehow I wished I kept quiet and listened to what he had to say.“Why are y
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