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CHAPTER 12 Lines You Don't Cross
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Ruined by My Best Friend’s Father CHAPTER 16 Nothing Happened
For a few seconds after I opened my eyes, I didn't move.The room was unfamiliar in that quiet way places sometimes are when you wake up somewhere that isn't yours. The ceiling was higher than the one in my apartment. The curtains were darker. The air smelled faintly of soap and something warmer underneath it.Then the memory came back all at once.The stairs.The fall.The way Damian had looked at me before anything happened.And everything that happened after.I exhaled slowly and stared at the ceiling again, as if pretending I hadn't remembered would somehow make the situation easier to deal with.It didn't.The bed beside me was empty.That fact made my stomach tighten slightly.For a moment I wondered if he had already gone downstairs, if Chloe was already awake, if the morning had started without giving either of us time to decide what this meant.I sat up carefully.The room was quiet.Too quiet.His bedroom looked exactly the same as it had the night before. Clean. Ordered. Al
Ruined by My Best Friend’s Father CHAPTER 15 Crossing the Line
"You keep saying that," I said.His jaw tightened slightly. "Because you should."I looked at him for a moment, searching his face for something softer than restraint, something easier than this constant push and pull between warning and want."But do you want me to?" I asked.The question settled between us like something dangerous.He didn't answer immediately."You know I should," he said finally."That wasn't what I asked."The words were out before I could stop them.His hand tightened once at my waist. Not enough to hurt. Just enough to register. The first visible crack in his control."Eva."The way he said my name this time felt like a plea.I should have stepped back then. I knew that. I knew exactly what kind of line we were standing on, how badly it could go, how impossible it would be to pretend after this that whatever existed between us was still made only of looks and unfinished conversations.But he hadn't let go.And I didn't want him to.So instead of stepping back,
Ruined by My Best Friend’s Father CHAPTER 14 Too Close Again
By the time Chloe's brain finally gave up, the table looked worse than it had an hour earlier.Books were spread open in different directions, loose papers stacked over each other, and three pens had somehow rolled all the way to Damian's side of the living room without either of us noticing.Chloe dropped her head onto one of her notebooks with a groan."I'm done," she said. "If I look at one more formula tonight, I'll actually lose the will to live.""You said that forty minutes ago," I replied, closing the textbook in front of me."That was before elasticity ruined my life."From the sofa near the window, Damian looked up from his laptop."You were doing fine," he said.Chloe lifted her head just enough to stare at him. "You are legally required to say that because you live here.""That isn't how legality works," I said."It should be," she muttered.I smiled and began gathering the scattered pages in front of me. The evening had gone on longer than I expected, but not badly. Chloe
Ruined by My Best Friend’s Father CHAPTER 13 Becoming a Problem
Chloe's kitchen table had slowly disappeared under textbooks.Economics notes, highlighted pages, loose papers covered with formulas she insisted were easy if you "looked at them the right way."I leaned over one of the pages, tapping a line with my pen."You flipped the ratio again," I said.Chloe groaned and dropped her head onto the table. "I didn't flip it. The textbook flipped it.""That's not how math works.""It should be," she muttered.I smiled and pushed the paper back toward her."Try it again."She sat up with a dramatic sigh but started rewriting the numbers.Sunlight filtered through the tall kitchen windows, soft and warm, making the room feel calmer than it probably deserved. Outside, the late afternoon was quiet. A few cars passed occasionally, but most of the neighborhood had settled into the slow rhythm of the weekend.Chloe chewed the end of her pen."If I fail this exam," she said, "I'm blaming you.""You asked me to help.""Yes, but I didn't expect actual work."
Ruined by My Best Friend’s Father CHAPTER 12 Lines You Don't Cross
Chloe's house always felt different in the afternoon.The light came through the tall windows in long strips, stretching across the wooden floor and the pale sofa like quiet shadows. It was calmer than the nights here. Less tension in the air, less noise from the city outside.I dropped my bag on the chair near the entrance."Chloe?" I called."Living room!" her voice answered.I walked in to find her sprawled across the couch with her laptop open, half working and half scrolling through something on her phone."You look suspiciously relaxed," she said, glancing up."I survived Nadia's club adventure," I replied.Chloe's eyes lit up instantly. "Oh my God, the new one? Aurelian?""Yes.""And you didn't tell me?""You were studying for your exam," I said. "I didn't want to distract you.""That's not an excuse," she said, already leaning forward. "Tell me everything. Was it good? Was it full? Were the drinks expensive?""All of the above."She grinned. "I knew it."I sat down beside her,
Ruined by My Best Friend’s Father CHAPTER 11 Too Loud to Hide
I told myself I was only going for an hour.That was the lie I used whenever I needed to feel responsible while still saying yes. An hour meant I could show my face, toast someone's success, take a few pictures, then leave before the night turned into something I would regret.Nadia didn't let me pretend."You have been acting like a nun for two weeks," she said, tugging my sleeve as we stepped out of the car. "One night will not kill you.""I'm not acting like a nun," I said."You are," she insisted. "You say no to everything. You keep checking your phone. You look like you're waiting for a lecture."I shot her a look. "Stop reading my face."Nadia laughed. She was one of those university friends who collected people easily. She made plans the way other people breathed. If she decided you were coming with her, it was easier to accept your fate than fight.The new club was already glowing from the outside. Lights moved behind tinted glass. The bass hit the pavement like a heartbeat. A
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