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2025-07-25 23:59:00BENNETT’S POV
The car was quiet for a long time after we pulled away from the restaurant.Just the low hum of the engine and the occasional sound of tires rolling over old asphalt.I had one hand on the wheel, the other one resting on my thigh, fingers twitching with nerves I didn’t want to name.My Mum finally broke the silence. “He’s good for you, you know.”I didn’t have to ask who she meant. “Mum.”“No, listen,” she said, angling herself slightly in her seat. “Lucas is kind. A bit reserved, yes. But he’s steady. He sees you.” She paused, her voice soft. “And you’ve always needed someone who sees past your control.”I chuckled under my breath. “You make me sound like a tyrant.”She smiled faintly. “You’re a little bit of one.”The streetlights washed over her features, making her look both young and painfully tired. I glance
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