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Avoidance

Author: Riel
last update publish date: 2026-06-05 23:00:21

DAMON’S POV

“And what did it become about?” she asks.

There it is.

The question I’ve been circling like a wounded animal avoiding open ground.

I exhale through my nose.

“Nothing.”

Even I hear the hollowness in it.

Michaela lets out a short, unimpressed breath.

“That’s a lie.”

I finally look at her.

Mistake.

She’s not waiting anymore. She’s reading me now, like that would give her everything I’m withholding.

“Honest answers,” she reminds me.

I look away again, toward the dark edge
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AnaBee
I love that he's trying though
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Riel
Yeah. And suddenly having to is like the equivalent of telling him to jump of a cliff. Only... three times harder.
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Nat
He's so in love with her deeply in love
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