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CHAPTER 3
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2026-01-23 04:24:50(Kael’s POV)
I don’t rush. Never have. The hallway is quiet, almost empty, the echoes of fading footsteps bouncing softly off the walls. Aaron is beside me, talking, jabbering about some nonsense I barely register. Half my attention is on him, the other half… elsewhere. She’s been on my mind more than she should be. She wasn’t in class yesterday. That absence—small, insignificant to anyone else—settled somewhere inside me like a quiet warning I can’t ignore. And then, she’s there. She rounds the corner fast, bag clutched tight at her side, eyes fixed on the floor. She doesn’t see me. Her shoulder collides with mine before I can blink. Light, but enough to make her stumble. My hand moves automatically, resting on her waist. Not rough. Not soft. Just firm, enough to hold her steady. She freezes under my touch. Breath hitches. A faint, quick inhale, just enough to notice. I don’t move. Her eyes snap up. Vera Bradley. Of course. Wide-eyed for a moment, then controlled, professional. She straightens herself, forcing control over every inch of her posture. She’s about to step away. I let her. But I speak first. Words slide out before I even think. “Ehi, bella… guarda dove stai andando.” Italian. Thick. Calm. Deliberate. (Hey, beautiful… watch where you’re going.) No smile. No apology. Aaron freezes beside me, a faint hitch in his breathing. Shock. Surprise. He knows me. He knows I don’t speak like this. Not to women. Not in Italian, not in any way. And yet… here I am. She stiffens, but she doesn’t move. Breath flutters just slightly, chest rising under her blouse. My fingers linger on her waist for an extra heartbeat before I pull away. She doesn’t flinch, doesn’t speak, doesn’t even glance at me. She adjusts her bag and steps past us, keeping her pace, keeping her dignity. Interesting. Most people would glance back, apologize, maybe even blush. Not her. She keeps her distance, her control, her grace. And that—subtle as it is—catches me. Aaron exhales audibly beside me. “Since when do you call women bella?” I don’t answer. Not because I can’t. Because the truth is heavier than words. I didn’t call her that as a compliment. Not really. I called her that because she collided with me like she didn’t know what she just ran into. Because she didn’t flinch. Didn’t falter. Didn’t even acknowledge the danger she was brushing past. Her restraint, her composure… it says everything I need to know. I resume walking, shoulders loose, face calm, betraying nothing. But inside… something shifted. Quietly. Just enough to matter. Aaron continues jabbering, oblivious to the storm brewing in my mind. I don’t listen. My gaze follows her, long after she’s gone. The sway of her bag, the sharp rhythm of her steps, the controlled tension in her posture—every detail stays with me. The hallway feels empty now. But I can still sense her. Her presence lingers, subtle, magnetic, dangerous. It wraps around me, claws under my skin, and won’t let go. I know one thing. One indisputable truth. This… this encounter will not be the last.
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