Tyrone's POVThe night was silent, yet inside me, there was a roaring chaos that wouldn’t quiet down. Her face—Eloise’s face—kept haunting me, flickering like a light I couldn’t shut off. No matter how hard I tried to push her out of my thoughts, she lingered, filling the shadows of my mind like smoke. I sat up in bed, clutching the sheets in frustration, feeling trapped in my own head.“What was that look in her eyes?” I murmured to myself, trying to understand the strange glimmer I'd seen earlier. “Was she trying to tell me something... or am I just seeing things that aren’t there?”Rolling over restlessly, I let out a groan, punching the pillow in frustration. This bed, vast and luxurious as it was, felt unbearably empty. It mocked me with its silence, like an endless, cold reminder of what I didn’t have. I didn’t want to admit it, but Eloise had carved out a space in my life. She’d slipped in quietly, without asking, and now, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t shake her fro
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