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Gwen led me through the house with effortless authority, bypassing all the scans and security as if they didn’t exist. Like she owned everything. Well, she is his girlfriend, so I guess she is the new authority here. I followed hesitantly, my stomach tight, every nerve alert. We walked upstairs in silence, the soft thud of our footsteps on the polished floors echoing in the empty corridor. When the door to Leo’s room opened, I braced myself, ready to unleash my anger and waiting for him to accuse me of being insecure again. I expected him to be sitting there, looking at me with those questioning eyes. But that wasn’t what I found. Leo was curled under a duvet, shivering, his pale face peeking out from the folds. His hair was mussed, his eyes half-lidded and glassy with fever. The whole room smelled faintly of medicine. I froze. Confusion replaced the anger that had been coiling inside me all the way from Miami. “Is… he sick?” I whispered, more to myself than anyone. “Obvi

“I… thought that since you found someone else—someone who fits the standards that I don’t—I should break up with you before you do it yourself. That way it wouldn’t hurt as much. I made that assumption because I was confused about everything, but… I don’t want to break up with you, Leo.”He was silent.I continued, my voice quieter. “I’m sorry. For yelling. For assuming. For everything.”“Please, Charlotte,” he said softly. “Don’t ever break up with me. I’m sorry I caused this. I’ll take the blame—but don’t you ever think about breaking up with me.”We held eye contact for seconds that stretched into nearly a minute.I couldn’t look away. A chill ran down my spine. It was scary. I didn’t know why, but he meant it—and the way he said ever sounded almost like a warning.I forced myself to look away. “You shouldn’t say it like that. I’m a human being. I have the right to choices and decisions and—”“Charlotte.”He said my name, stopping me.I paused and looked at him.“Am I not enough?”

“It’s nothing to be ashamed of. I had my own traumatizing family experiences, but they don’t compare to sexual abuse. I didn’t experience that.” Good thing I was just the ugly one, I guess.I continued talking to Leo. “Leo, you shouldn’t be ashamed of their actions. You don’t have to punish yourself for someone else’s crime. Come on, baby. Look at me.”“I am ashamed I cried like this in front of you. I should be the man—”“Oh please, shut up!” I roared. “Baby, look at me. Please look at me!”He slowly put his hands down. His eyes were so red, and his face, too.“Baby, don’t ever say that again. I am happy you opened up to me—being vulnerable and not afraid to cry in front of me, I love it... I appreciate it,” I said softly and cupped his face in my palms. “As for the old witch, she won’t hurt you. No matter how she tries, you are not that helpless kid anymore. You are a tough and strong man. She won’t mess with you. That past doesn’t define you. You have grown, and look at you… so suc

The sound of my phone ringing woke me up. I opened my blurry eyes to the light of the day.It's morning already.I don't think I slept at all.Last night I watched him sleep, checking his temperature and pulling the duvet up when it slipped.My phone rang again, pulling my mind back to it."Oh, I wonder who that is."I wanted to move, but an arm was wrapped around me so strong I almost panicked, forgetting I’d slept with a giant in the bed.I carefully tried to unwrap his hand without waking him up, but failed."Stay here," Leo's voice murmured, thick with sleep and vulnerability. "Please. Right here."I froze.He curled his body into mine as he spooned me so tight I could feel him poking against my ass.I also noticed his arm wasn't as hot as it was yesterday."Good morning, baby. How is your body? Do you feel better?" I asked.He nodded, his jaw resting against my back."Can I see your face?" I asked.He let go, and I turned to face him."You look better than yesterday. That's good

“Aren’t you angry?” “No… why?” I sighed. “I thought you’d think it was offensive. I know you’re uncomfortable, but I expected you to react more. Thank goodness you’re secure and understand that I would never hurt you.” He smiled back. “A man said he has fallen in love with my woman—what’s there to get angry about? I was that man who fell in love with you, too. I’m not surprised, because you are very attractive. It’s something that will happen often.” Not really often. “I am not going to that date anyway. I hate that he didn’t respect that I have a boyfriend,” I said firmly. He was silent for a long time… which made me uncomfortable. What is going on in his mind? Then, out of nowhere: “Do you like him?” The question cut through the quiet, sudden and stark. “Of course not!” The words burst out of me, loud and defensive. “I don’t! I barely know him, and after that call, I don’t want to know him.” He watched me, his grey-green eyes unreadable. “What does he look like?” My stomac