Michael’s POV For a moment, no one moved. It was like Kim’s question had sucked the air out of the room and left us all standing there, trying to process something that shouldn’t even have been said out loud. My brain stopped completely because of all the possibilities, of all the things that could have been asked, suspected, or assumed, that wasn’t one of them. “What?” I repeated, my voice lower this time, like maybe I had misheard her. “I said—” Kim started, but Theo cut in quickly. “No,” he said flatly, too quickly, too sharp. Kim blinked at him, taken aback slightly. “I didn’t even finish—” “You didn’t need to,” Theo replied. I exhaled slowly, forcing my thoughts back into place. “Kim, that’s not what’s happening” I said, more measured now. She frowned slightly, her gaze moving between us again. “Then why are you acting like that?” “Like what?” I asked. “Like… tense, like you don’t even want to look at each other" she said. “That’s because we’re deali
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