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CHAPTER 12: Right Before The Fall

Author: Amy Blinkx
last update publish date: 2026-05-03 23:54:16
Adrian's POV

I turned the lock on the doors and turned to her.

"Now," I said, "Are we going to pretend we're actually going to talk about your critique, or are you going to tell me exactly why you spent the last hour trying to push me over the edge?”

I fully intended to scold her. I pushed my hands into the pockets of my trousers, walking down towards her slowly, letting the silence do the work.

I kept my expression cold and closed off. I locked away everything I was feeling, leaving only
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