Killian's POVThe moment the door opened, I lifted my gaze to meet hers. I had long perceived her strong, alluring perfume scent— she was shakingIt wasn't visible, not in a way others would notice, but I knew. I had observed her to understand her, even when she was with Tobias, I had observed her— when her breath hitched out of fear, or her unsteady breathing when she was anxious, or her trembling hands when she was nervous. I knew her well enough to know that she was shaking. She had left here with a proud shoulder and her posture confident. But now, her shoulder had stiffened, her posture was no longer poised but defensive, and those eyes of hers were glassy, haunted, flitting around the room like a deer being stalked by a predator.I wanted to go and give her a warm hug, cradle her, pat her, and tell her it was okay. But I held myself back from going to the. I didn't want to create a scene, so I waited impatiently, and the distance between the door and the chair suddenly felt lon
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