ADRIEN A tough ask!“Rochelle, I…” I began, but I could feel the anxiety creeping back in, and her expression shifted from soft to guarded. It seemed the day of passionate surrender brought with it new tensions we hadn’t discussed yet.And then it landed squarely on me, the urgency to face the consequences of my actions. As if reading my thoughts, she pulled away, leaving the warmth of our bodies behind as she shuffled out of bed and grabbed the oversized sweater again, enveloping herself in layers, a permanent barrier once more.“Maybe you should leave,” she said, hurt lacing her tone. My heart sank, realizing the burden my brother’s decision had added to what ought to be straightforward.“Rochelle, I don’t want it to end like this,” I urged, my own intensity fading into desperation. “You know how I feel about you. This last night was…” I hesitated, the words heavy and stumbling. “I don’t want to lose what we could have.”“Delight was right. I'm not good for any of yo
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