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Caspian

I stared at Marcel, unable to fully grasp what he had just said. "But why?" The words slipped from my lips before I could stop them. Why the hell would he ask her out? Why her? The thought made my chest tighten, a mix of confusion and anger clawing its way up my throat. I just didn't like her, that's why.

Marcel, being the easy-going idiot he was, didn’t seem to care much about my sudden outburst. He shrugged, that damn carefree smirk still on his face. "What do you mean, ‘why?’ Can’t I ask someone out? I’m not some monk, Caspian."

My jaw tightened, and I tried to rein in the storm building inside me. "Do you even like her?" I pressed, my voice cold and sharp, despite the storm inside. I couldn’t help it. The idea of him getting close to her, taking even a single step into her world—it twisted something deep inside me. He was my brother-in-law!

Marcel paused for a beat, his expression softening for the first time since we started talking. "Yeah, I do. And honestly, I don't kno
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