The old library wing felt like a forgotten place.Dust clung to the tall wooden shelves, and the weak yellow lights overhead flickered occasionally, casting long shadows that stretched across the marble floor. It smelled faintly of old books and cold stone, the kind of place students rarely visited anymore.But tonight it felt alive.Eliot stood frozen near the doorway, heart pounding violently in his chest. Every instinct screamed that he shouldn’t be here. Theo was probably still asleep, unaware that Eliot had slipped from his arms in the middle of the night.And yet…Here Eliot was.Standing only a few feet away from Damien.Damien studied him like a hunter watching something rare and delicate. His dark eyes moved slowly over Eliot’s face, lingering on the flushed cheeks, the nervous bite of Eliot’s lower lip.“You look terrified,” Damien said softly.Eliot swallowed. “I am.”Damien chuckled under his breath, pushing himself away from the doorway. His footsteps echoed quietly as he
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