The word tasted bitter on her tongue, but she smiled anyway.“I’ll worry about Darius.”Evan’s expression flickered. The name sounded like a threat now. He stared at her, chest rising and falling, hands clenched into fists.Evan didn’t move.He just stood there, staring at the closed door for a few seconds, the silence pressing down like a weight. Then, with a quiet sigh, he ran both hands through his hair, tugging at the strands in frustration. The anger on his face cracked, only slightly, but enough for a sliver of vulnerability to slip through.“I’m sorry,” he muttered.Cassandra, who hadn’t walked far from the door, froze.Slowly, she turned back around. “What?”Evan looked up at her, something unfamiliar in his expression, guilt. Real, raw, unguarded. “I said I’m sorry, Cassandra.”Her brows pulled together, confusion and suspicion t
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