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Chapter 355 Shared Shadows

Author: Judith GW
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-26 11:23:14

Chris

The first time I kissed Elliot, I couldn’t breathe properly for three days. Not because it was bad. Not because I didn’t want it. Because it made everything else I’d been pretending not to feel impossible to ignore.

It was the first time I’d ever kissed anyone. The first time I’d wanted to. And now that we’re talking again, it’s the first time I feel like doing it again.

We don’t talk about that night. Not directly. We’ve talked around it. Edges and corners, jokes and sighs, undercover allusions. But the thing itself? The kiss? It still sits between us like a flame neither of us knows how to either feed or smother.

So when he walks into the back garden of the inn, where I’ve been hiding under a half-dead plum tree, I sit up too fast and knock my book off my lap like a complete idiot.

“Smooth,” he says, and grins at me. Usually I’m the cocky one and he’s more quiet and nice. I miss that dynamic.

“I thought you were in town,” I mutter, trying to ignore the fact that my heart is al
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