Fiona’s POV“Fiona? Are you okay? What’s wrong?”We were face to face, so close I could see every fleck of color in his pupils, the way they shifted like liquid chocolate in the low light. For a moment, I lost myself in the tiny reflections they held—my own face, drawn and breathless, staring back at me. His gaze felt like a weight, pressing gently but insistently on my chest, making it hard to breathe yet impossible to pull away.The faint, warm scent of his skin lingered between us, a mix of something clean and earthy, like rain-soaked wood. It wasn’t overpowering, but it was enough to make my head spin, like I was standing too close to a fire. I could almost feel the heat radiating off him, his presence pulling me in, an invisible gravity I didn’t want to resist.There was something electric in the air, a quiet hum that buzzed in my ears and made every nerve in my body come alive. I became hyperaware of everything—the soft sound of his breath mingling with mine, the slight hitch in
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