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95. Detour into Darkness

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The city lights blurred past the tinted glass, fading further as the car sliced its way into quieter streets. Elena leaned back in her seat, her lips curved into a bright, lingering smile that refused to leave her face. Her heart was still wrapped in the golden haze of their evening.

She was humming softly, her voice low, almost playful, following the tune playing faintly from the radio. Ryan’s hand rested lazily on the wheel, his other hand tapping lightly against the leather. He glanced at her, and a profound sense of peace, so foreign and yet so welcome, settled in his chest. He didn’t smile often, but seeing her like this did something dangerous to him.

“Don’t look at me like that,” she said suddenly, catching his gaze.

“Like what?” he replied smoothly.

“Like you’re proud you made me smile this much.”

“I am.”

Her cheeks warmed. “You don’t say things like that often.”

“I don’t feel them often.”

Silence fell for a beat, her heart skipping before she giggled softly, brushing it off.
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