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15: Locked Doors and Dangerous Act

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last update 게시일: 2026-02-09 06:27:25

Zolani’s POV

The rest of the drive home was silent, like thick, suffocating silence that pressed against my skin.

The snow outside whipped against the tinted windows, the wipers sweeping in slow, steady rhythm, but inside the SUV it felt like the air had been sucked out.

Cassian sat beside me, not touching, not speaking, just existing. That was enough. His presence filled the space, broad shoulders, long legs stretched out, heat radiating off him in waves that made my coat feel unnecessary.

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