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Wynn shoved a spoon full of her vanilla and strawberry flavored ice cream into her mouth, and she melted. The creamy flavors burst like fireworks, caressing her taste buds. Thirty minutes in a rage room and an Ice cream treat. Apparently, that was Ethan's version of therapy. She loved it. A low chuckle broke from him, light and unexpected. She glanced at him, and a grin pulled at the corners of his lips—showing a flash of teeth. "What?""I keep seeing more of your adorable side."She blinked. Her? Adorable? What was he on about? She froze. The corners of her lips had been sewn to her ears since she tasted her ice cream. She had no clue she was grinning from ear to ear like a toddler with toys.She gave herself a mental smack, and the corners of her lips dropped. What was she doing? At her grown age, she let herself be sold by ice cream. "You can eat all you want," He held up his credit card. "It's on me."She released a sharp burst of air from her lips. "I'd die of a stomach ache
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Vane glanced at her, his stare louder than the chuckle that tore through the silence in the room. If there was one thing he hated, it was feeling small. She knew that all too well. His jaw tightened, and he slammed his fist on the table. He whipped his head in Ethan's direction—shot up from his seat like a bullet from a gun and grabbed Ethan by the suit. She jumped on her feet—and so did Vane's Chief of Staff. "What are you doing? Let him go!""Mr Vane!"Vane stood a head shorter than Ethan, seething. Ethan didn't blink—once. He didn't seem fazed by Vane's actions. He held his hand up to her without as much as a glance. She didn't need to hear him say it, she could tell. 'Stand back. I've got this'. "So much ego in one little person," Ethan said. "One correction and you throw a tantrum.""Shut your f***ing mouth, a**hole," he tightened his grip. "I'll need you to let go of me, Mr Vane. There are security cameras in this room and I can sue you for assault."Vane scoffed, a corner
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Her heart dropped ten feet. "Did you sleep well?" His voice was hoarse. She shot up on her feet. "Sorry. I tripped.""I figured," He said. He tilted his head to the side, a series of sharp, rhythmic cracks echoing in the room."You should've headed back to your place and slept well.""I could've. But I wanted to spend more time with you."She frowned. "By sleeping?""What does it matter? As long as we're in the same room, I'm fine with it."She averted her gaze to the floor and cleared her throat. "It's late, and we have work tomorrow. You should get going.""Yeah." He got up, and she strolled behind him as he headed for the door. Then, he turned and his eyes held hers. His lips parted, but no words came out. He slammed them shut and blew out a breath. "What is it?" Her brows furrowed."I'm trying to find an excuse to spend more time with you." A small smile tugged at the corners of his lips. "You'll see me tomorrow.""I know, but tomorrow's not going to come soon enough."She ro
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Wynn strolled out of her bathroom with a white towel around her neck. Taking a hot bath certainly helped, but a chill lingered in her spine. Ethan's fingertips. His cold hands that somehow felt like fire against her skin, the sound of his heart beating. None of this left her mind for even a second. She draped the towel over her head. Her curls had begun to show. She sat down on the Couch facing the balcony, and she closed her eyes. Pitter patter. Pitter patter. The sound of rain drumming against the roof summoned calm and nostalgia, and a sigh escaped her. Knock. Knock. She whipped her head in the door's direction. Ethan? Her body moved on its own, bare legs slapping the floor. Her fingers wrapped around the doorknob, and she took deep breaths to calm the party in her chest. She swung the door open. As expected, Ethan stood there. She locked eyes with him, and the corners of his lips stretched. He raised the pink and green mugs in his hands—the first time she noticed he was hold
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Perhaps, she never really hated Ethan. Maybe, like most people, all she wanted was an apology.She'll give him a fighting chance. "I don't like you, Ethan. But, I'm willing to be swayed."A breath left him in a sharp burst, brows furrowed. "Are you...being serious right now?""What, you don't like it?""No.." He took the note from her. "I like it. I like it a lot."Her gaze quickly left his and settled on the wall behind him. "Alright then. Now get up, it's getting weird." She held him by the arm and guided him on his feet. "Is this the part where we hug?""Don't push your luck.""Noted."•°°••°°•It would've been better if she'd waited in the car. Wynn paced, heels clicking in echoes against the spotless tiled floors. The harsh smell of antiseptic and disinfectant filled the air like it was oxygen itself. Just one whiff and it felt like she was an inpatient. She sighed, fixing her eyes on the door labelled 'Doctor Aiden Brew'. What is taking Ethan so long? Just then, Ethan wal
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".....Okay."His eyes widened. "What?""What?" She breathed.What did she just say? Heat rushed to her cheeks. "Let go of me."His grip only tightened. "Say that again. I want to be sure I heard you right the first time.""I said okay, alright? Now let me go."A sigh escaped his lips, and his lips curved up in a smile. He released her wrists. She sprung up on her feet, eyes forward—refusing to meet him, and arms glued to her side as she ran out to the balcony. She shut the door behind her, leaned onto the railings, then exhaled. A hand went to her chest, fingers clutching at the fabric of her shirt. Calm down, calm down. It's okay. The door clicked open. "You know, you've built a habit of running from me. So don't blame me for thinking that you might like me.""No adult runs from the person they like.""Not if that adult is you," he smiled. "I don't like you, Ethan.""I love you, Wynn."His words wrapped around her neck in a chokehold, desperate to squeeze the air out of her. How
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