“You think I’m pathetic, don’t you?” she whispered, her voice thick with alcohol and emotion. “I am. Look at me, crying over a man who never cared, who never even loved me.” “Alexis...” Julian began, his voice low and cautious. She didn’t let him finish.Her hands slid up his chest, and she leaned in, her lips brushing against his jaw. “Maybe I just need to forget,” she murmured, her breath warm and laced with whiskey. “Just for a little while.” Julian gently but firmly grasped her shoulders, creating space between them. “No,” he said softly but firmly.Alexis frowned, her expression hurt and confused. “Why not? Am I not good enough for you either?” “It’s not that,” Julian said, his tone patient but unyielding. “You’re hurting, Alexis. You’re not thinking clearly. And I’m not going to take advantage of that.” Her face crumpled, the walls she’d built all evening finally caving in.She stumbled back, her knees giving out as she sank onto the edge of the sofa. “God,” she whispe
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