Adrian had turned away from her, his face tense, conflicted, the storm brewing inside him almost visible in the air around him. Veronica could feel the tension rippling off him, that strange, heated pull that always formed between them whenever the world around them grew too quiet, too complicated, and too dangerous. He took two slow steps away from her, his jaw tight, his hands clenched at his sides, everything about him screaming restraint. Like he was walking away not because he wanted to, but because he was forcing himself to. Veronica watched him go, her breath caught somewhere between relief and heartache. She had expected him to leave, expected him to put distance between them the way he always tried to when things became too heated, too emotional, and too revealing. And for a moment, she thought that was exactly what he would do - walk away, close himself off, pretend none of this mattered as deeply as it clearly did. But then... His steps stopped walking Veronica
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