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Chapter 10: Containment
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2026-05-26 23:00:38
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The Contract and What We Pretend To Be Chapter 10: Containment
The moment I reached for my bag, he proceeded to step closer. He didn’t touch me, but it was enough to block my path.Not obvious, but undoubtedly intentional, and that was when I felt it.A small flicker rose in my chest. It wasn’t fear, it was something closer to awareness.“Sit down,” he said quietly.“No,” I refused, just as quiet, but more firmly than before.Another pause formed between us, as I stared at him in defiance.People were still talking around us, laughing, eating, clearly not paying attention to us.“You’re making this more difficult than it needs to be,” he said, as a frustrated exhalation left his lips.“Too bad, I’m not going anywhere with you,” I spoke, as a flicker of irritation crossed his features.“Well, that’s not an option.”The sudden pressure in his voice made me realize that this was no longer a request, he was demanding me, and that created an unsettling feeling in me.“Are you threatening me?” I asked, my voice tighter than before.“I’m informing you,”
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