Viana’s POVHis words hit me so hard I forgot how to breathe.“When he sits that close to you, it pisses me off.”The words hung between us, thick and heavy, echoing in the quiet room. I stared at him, heart beating so fast I was scared he could hear it.“What do you mean?” I whispered.Alvin paced once, jaw tight, like he wished he could take the words back but couldn’t. Or wouldn’t. His hair was a mess from running his hand through it, and his shirt stretched slightly across his shoulders like he was holding himself together with sheer force.“It just—” He exhaled sharply. “It gets under my skin.”My heart tripped. “Why? Why do you care who sits next to me? Why do you—” I swallowed, heat creeping up my neck. “—lose your mind every time someone talks to me?”He didn’t answer.He just looked at me. Really looked at me. Eyes dark, expression tight, chest rising and falling faster than normal. I could smell hints of alcohol on his breath—he must have taken a few shots before coming.“I
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