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“He’s dangerous.”
Because even I have lines I don’t cross.
“I have no doubt that he cares about you,” she agrees easily. “But words and effort aren’t always the same thing.”
Asher hangs back with me, already on another call. His fingers loosely lace with mine, and despite being in a romantic spot, this feels so unromantic.
I feel more seen in five minutes with Maddox than I have in two years with the man I thought I’d eventually marry.
This is what I wanted, isn’t it? To be safe. Secure. With someone predictable. But… why does it feel like something inside me is unraveling?