Arianna We held hands the entire way to my room. Not loosely. Not casually. His fingers were laced through mine like he meant it—like he wasn’t planning to let go anytime soon. And strangely, I didn’t want him to. The silence between us wasn’t awkward. It was… full. Like there were too many things to say, yet none of them needed to be spoken out loud. Aiden broke it first. “Take as much time as you need,” he said softly. “I’ll make the arrangements.” I glanced at him, studying his face. He looked calm, but there was something in his eyes—something careful, almost protective. “Alright,” I replied, exhaling. “I’ll just take a bath first… then get ready. I’m drained.” His expression changed instantly. His brows pulled together in a slight frown. “Don’t get in the tub this time,” he said, more serious now. “Stay alive for me, please.” I blinked at him, then lightly slapped his arm. “It was just a one-time mistake,” I said, trying to sound offended, though I could feel my lips
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