I stood, smoothed the fabric of my dress, and walked toward the set. Thorne was already there, waiting under the warm wash of the key lights. The scene was styled like a cozy café — warm wooden tables, fairy lights overhead. Perfect for the ad's concept. Too perfect."Closer," the photographer said. "You're supposed to be lovers here."My jaw tightened. I stepped forward, and his cologne reached me first... fresh cedar with a faint trace of something warm, something I remembered without wanting to.His hand found my waist. My body stiffened, but the camera didn't care. His touch was light, practiced... almost tender."Eyes on each other," the photographer called.I lifted my gaze. He was already looking at me and not with the detached professionalism I expected. His eyes softened, a faint smile ghosting his lips, like he was remembering something I'd worked so hard to forget.Click.The next pose had him leaning in, close enough for his breath to brush my cheek. I tilted my head sligh
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