Roark’s eyes snapped to you, chest tight. “Damnit why are you here? Why can’t I stop looking at you?”
“You’re looking,” you said, voice steady, “and that’s all that matters.”
He ran a hand through his hair, furious. “This… this is supposed to be a choice, a mate, not a feeling like this!”
“Maybe your heart chose me without knowing it,” you whispered, stepping closer, heart racing.
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1Anna Senzai
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27/09/2025