“You’re avoiding them again,” you said, your voice calm but edged with steel.
“And you’re meddling,” he replied without turning.
you stepped closer, your presence as commanding as his. “They’ll notice your absence.”
“Let them.” he said coolly
your eyes met, a silent clash of wills. The tension between you was a storm waiting to break, and tonight, it seemed, the first drop had fallen.
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