CallieThe cafe smelled of roasted coffee beans and fresh pastries, a warm, familiar cocoon that should have felt safe. But the moment I stepped inside, my stomach coiled with unease, and I could feel Grayson’s hand tighten subtly around mine, keeping me in place. The hum of conversation, the clinking of cups, even the low hiss of the espresso machine—all seemed louder than usual, amplified by the tension that hung between us like an invisible thread.“Relax,” he murmured, his voice low, brushing against the shell of my ear as we settled into a quiet corner booth. “I’m with you. Always.”I nodded, forcing a smile, though my heart still raced. The cafe had been bustling just moments ago, but the way people glanced our way—subtle, casual, yet knowing—made me shiver. Someone had noticed us. Someone had remembered. And I had that sinking feeling that whispers were forming even now.“If anyone knew what we were, there’d be hell to pay…”A voice cut through the warmth of the room, familiar
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