Clara I shook my head frantically, as if I could physically push his words away before we settled into reality. “No… no, that’s not true,” I said, my voice trembling, but growing louder with each breath. “Aiden, stop; just stop talking like that.”But he didn’t.He watched me closely, almost clinically, like he was measuring every reaction, every shift in my expression.“I never knew,” Aiden said slowly, his tone edged with something that almost sounded like disappointment, “that you were into drug trafficking.”The words landed like a blow.Clara froze.For a second, she couldn’t even react to my mind blanking under the sheer absurdity of it. Then it hit me all at once.“What?” she gasped.My face twisted in disbelief, panic surging back stronger than before. “No!” I cried out, the word sharp, desperate. “No, that’s not it!”She took a shaky step toward him, her hands lifting slightly as if she could reach him, make him understand. “Where is that even coming from? Aiden, I don’
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