All Chapters of Entanglement: Falling for Dad's Bestfriend: Chapter 11 - Chapter 19

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Chapter 11

The air this morning… sharp, not freezing, not yet, just that kind of air that stings your nose and makes you think you forgot how to breathe. I pulled the jacket tight, coffee tray wobbling in my hand, trying not to spill it. I wasn’t even thinking about anything, honestly. I was just… in that blank morning state. And then—ugh. that stupid feeling. the one that doesn’t even announce itself right, just creeps up the back of your neck. like a static charge.I slowed. Didn’t want to. but I did. glanced behind me. and yeah. yeah. him.still there. leaning on that lamppost like it was the most natural thing in the world. hood up. I couldn’t see much of his face, but that damn camera glinted when he moved. that’s how I knew it wasn’t just me. it wasn’t just paranoia. camera means deliberate. nobody just stands around in the cold holding a camera unless they’re here for something.my chest went hot. curiosity? fear? anger? all of it, maybe. I didn’t even think about being smart. I just turn

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Chapter 12

I don’t even know how to start this because it’s all just tangled and i can’t stop thinking about it, the clatter of keyboards this morning, copy machine humming, the stupid little noises that usually just fade into the background but today it was like every sound was pressing on me, loud but not loud, i don’t know, maybe i’m just too on edge. i was staring at invoices, pretending like i cared, but really i was just thinking about him, that guy, the hood, the camera, i keep seeing it in my head like snapshots, click click, except i don’t even know if he took anything but it felt like it. every time the front door opened my stomach did this lurch and i looked up like an idiot, half sure he’d walk in, lean the camera on the counter like it was the most normal thing in the world.Dom kept moving in and out, carrying all those rolled up blueprints like he was hauling secrets around, talking to vincent, always with that tight clipped voice, not looking at me, like i’d done something wrong

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Chapter 13

The rain hasn’t let up, not even a little, like it’s been falling since… i don’t even know anymore, hours, since late afternoon, but what even is “afternoon” when you’re stuck here with fluorescent light buzzing and the smell of stale coffee and the windows rattling like they’re about to crack. it’s this steady hammer, not loud enough to drown out thought but constant enough that you can’t not hear it, like somebody tapping your shoulder every second—hey, hey, hey—you’re still here, you’re still stuck. everybody left. like smart people, they grabbed their bags and muttered about flooding and traffic and went home to dry socks and couches and tv. i stayed. i stayed because vincent said the numbers needed to be done before morning and i pretended that was why, but it’s not, obviously, because who cares if he yells? he always yells. i could’ve gone.Dom’s in the back. i can hear him, metal against wood, that rasping scrape and his voice low, muttered cursing, not sharp cursing but almost

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Chapter 14

the morning wasn’t even supposed to feel weird. like it started… normal. sunlight doing that stupid stripe thing across the floor in the office, coffee machine already rumbling, printer smell (which i hate but it’s like stuck in my head now), and i walked in early—heels clicking too loud cause i was nervous for no reason, i don’t even know why, maybe cause of him, dom, i don’t know.and yeah he was already there. of course he was. always early. sleeves rolled up like he’s some cliché, pencil behind his ear like he’s the only one working. didn’t even look at me at first, then finally did, that half-second eye contact, quick little nod, nothing else. like the almost-kiss the other night didn’t happen. except it did. i feel it every time. it’s like this humming wire between us that neither of us wants to touch cause we’d burn. he acts like it’s not there but it is. i know it is.then vincent barges in, all wind and cologne like the outside world just follows him, and suddenly the whole r

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Chapter 15

The rain finally stopped sometime in the night, i heard it dripping in the alley when i couldn’t sleep and thought maybe the world was being scrubbed clean or whatever but it didn’t feel clean this morning, it just felt… sticky. heavy. i got to the office too early, earlier than anyone should, heels sounding too loud on the tiles, like the place was empty enough to swallow the sound and echo it back at me. i hate when it’s that quiet, the fan humming and that stupid drip in the back alley like someone counting down time i don’t want to spend.Vincent’s door was cracked open. i don’t even know why i stopped. no, that’s a lie, i do know, i’ve been thinking about it for weeks, that itch in my brain like he’s hiding something, more than he ever says, more than he lets me see. he was at some meeting uptown, smiling and shaking hands, leaving me behind to keep everything neat. i told myself i was just looking for invoices because that’s believable, invoices don’t ask questions. but my hand

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Chapter 16

I waited till everybody left, i mean i literally sat there like an idiot watching the second hand drag across that clock, tick tick tick, louder than it should be, like it was mocking me or warning me, i don’t even know. the office was so quiet by then, just the buzzing from the overhead lights and the click of my stupid pen i kept clicking open and shut because i couldn’t sit still, and i knew dad wasn’t gonna come back until late, he never comes back before seven when he’s got those meetings uptown, but still i kept waiting, what if this is the one day he changes, what if this is the one time i get caught.My legs felt wooden when i finally stood up, like they didn’t want to move. it’s so dumb, it’s just an office, just a door, and i know i’m not a thief but it felt exactly like that. the handle was so cold, i noticed that, colder than it should’ve been, metal biting into my palm like the room already knew i had no right being in there. i slipped in slow, not even breathing.the air

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Chapter 17

The stupid buzzing sign outside joe’s tap was the first thing, like it was already needling me before i even touched the door, it makes that low hum that gets in your teeth and the pavement was slick and the colors were bleeding like the whole street couldn’t hold itself together. i don’t even know why i stopped there. i should’ve gone home. dad wasn’t there, late meeting, said he’d be late and i knew the apartment would feel like walking into a dead space, no sound, no warmth, just the walls. i couldn’t. i told myself just a drink, just noise to drown out the silence.And then the heat hits me, that clinging smoky greasy bar heat, and for a second it’s better, like a blanket. smells like fries, beer, something sweet—whiskey maybe—something sticky. those dumb fairy lights draped uneven across the ceiling making everyone look softer than they were, shadows over wood, the bar gleaming like it’s too polished for this dump. wednesday and still packed, wings everywhere, pool balls clacking

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Chapter 18

The rain was stupid loud by the time i made it up the steps, like not just wet, it felt personal, like it wanted me drowned before i even got the damn key in the lock. my coat weighed twice as much as it should, sticking to my arms like punishment, boots squelching, i could feel water in my socks and i hate that more than anything. my fingers were slipping on the keys, stupid yellow light buzzing over my head, and i swear i could hear my own breath louder than the rain. then—footsteps.I froze because of course i did, i’m always freezing when i should move. slow at first but then quicker, like an echo that didn’t belong to me. i whipped around, keys jammed between my fingers like that would do anything, and there he was. dom. just standing there at the bottom like some scene out of a bad movie. rain in his hair, dripping down his jaw, shirt plastered to him like skin. and his eyes, they always find me no matter what light, no matter where.“what are you doing here?” it came out sharpe

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Chapter 19

Coffee was too strong, or maybe it was just me, everything feels too strong lately, smells too sharp, light too bright, voices too loud, like my nerves don’t have skin anymore. i sat there with the mug in my hands, steam rising in my face, supposed to feel warm and safe or whatever but it didn’t, it felt like my heart was thumping so loud it drowned out the taste. i didn’t sleep. obviously i didn’t. every time i closed my eyes i was right back there, Dom’s hands on me, Dom’s voice low, rough, the way he said he couldn’t stay like it mattered to him, like it hurt him but not enough to stay. i kept waking up sweaty, covers twisted, head full of him. i hate it. i hate that i let it happen and i hate that i can’t stop replaying it.Dad walked in like nothing, like he always does, crisp shirt tucked in, tie already perfect like he doesn’t even breathe, like he’s made of something harder than the rest of us. he looked at me once, then again, too long, too sharp, and i swear my blood froze.

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