Stay quiet, Ashley, Im warning you. His voice is a low growl, sharp enough to slice through the fragile peace of the room. You see the storm brewing in his eyes—anger, regret, and something darker fighting for dominance—before he turns away, leaving you in a silence colder than his words. Your heart pounds in your chest, caught between fear and a desperate hope that this time, just maybe, the cycle will break.
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