By the time I got back to my room, I was shaking.Not from the cold, but from everything I’d just heard, everything I’d just felt.My hands trembled as I opened the closet. The smell of his cologne still clung to one of my jackets, Zane’s scent, that soft, dangerous mix of smoke and rain. I yanked it down and threw it on the bed.“I’m done,” I whispered to myself. “I’m done with all of this.”The suitcase was already half open on the floor from my last business trip. I started throwing things inside, clothes, files, perfume, anything that was mine.Each sound of a zipper, each drawer slamming shut, felt like a heartbeat, angry, broken, final.“I let them in,” I muttered, tears burning behind my eyes. “I let them both in.”The memories came rushing back, Zane’s soft apologies, Liam’s reassuring smile, the way they both said *trust me*.“Never again,” I said, pressing a hand to my chest as if that could hold the pieces together. “Never again.”I didn’t even hear the thunder outside
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