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CHAPTER 20 : The Fear

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==Delilah==

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I stood there. Frozen. Coffee cup still in my hand.

He'd said it. Out loud. Put words to the terrifying thing between us.

"I should go," I repeated.

But my feet wouldn't move.

"Why?" Elliot asked. Calm. Steady.

"Because this is. We're moving too fast."

"Are we?"

"Yes. This was supposed to be lessons. Not. This."

"What is this?"

"I don't know. That's the problem."

He stood. Moved toward me.

I backed up. Hit the counter.

"Don't run," he said.

"I'm not running."

"You are. Every tim
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