Alessia ─ ∘❉∘ ─ He might kiss me, right there, in front of the candles, in the house of God where we’d both come to pretend we were better than what we’d done. “Don’t,” I breathed. “Why not?” his voice was soft, the kind that could almost make you forget it belonged to a man like him. “Because you have a wife,” I said quietly, “And a little boy who thinks the world of you.” That shattered it. Whatever fragile, forbidden thing had been pulling him to me, snapped clean in half. His jaw tightened, eyes flashing with something I couldn’t name. For a second, he just stood there, hand still hovering near my face. Then he exhaled sharply and pushed me back, not hard enough to hurt, but enough to make a point. The space between us reopened like a wound. He ran a hand down his face, muttering something under his breath that I couldn’t catch. Then came a short, rough laugh, the kind that wasn’t amusement at all, it was frustration, anger, maybe shame. “Right,” he said finally,
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