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CHAPTER 91

Aвтор: Feyi xtar
last update Последнее обновление: 2025-07-06 14:02:30

MICHEAL'S POV

The second I pulled into the driveway, I felt it, that low, gnawing tension in my gut.

It wasn't dramatic or loud. It was quiet. A slow coil tightening in my chest. Something was off. I couldn't name it, but I knew it, and It was that kind that lives in your head rent-free.

I stopped the car and reached for the bottle of red wine and the brown bag of takeout sitting on the passenger's seat. I had left the office early, ducked out meetings, and cancelled dinner with Jayden–-just to be with Ashley tonight. Just to breathe the same hair as her. Hold her. Kiss her. Reminds her, and maybe even myself, that this thing between us was real.

That despite her fears, despite everything going through her mind …she was mine.

By the time I reached the door to her apartment, I was already feeling giddy inside like a kid. I'm a little nervous, maybe. I hadn't told her I was coming. I just wanted to surprise her.

I slipped her apartment key that I owned into my pocket. We exchanged keys
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