ROSE Ignoring the chilling expression on Ryan’s face, I stepped forward, hands out as though I were trying to tame a wild animal. “Ryan…” I whispered. His gaze dropped to my trembling hands. His lips curved upward, not in amusement, but in warning. A lion ready to pounce, not to kill, but to play with his prey, claw by claw. His eyes, flat and vacant, pinned me in place as he demanded, "Did you touch him?” I froze mid-step. His voice wasn’t angry, he almost sounded curious, but the fire in his grey eyes told me better. He stepped forward, not close enough to touch, but near enough to sear me with his rage. “Ryan, plea—” “Shh.” He pressed a finger to my lips, silencing me. His gaze followed the line of his own touch before he snatched his hand back like he’d been burned. His voice dropped. “Did you kiss him too?” “Ryan, please, just listen to me—” I tried to close the space between us, but he recoiled from me as though my presence alone disgusted him. “No.” His
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