The car hummed through quiet streets, city lights reflected in the tinted windows.Lena kept her eyes on the passing scenery, pretending she wasn’t aware of the man beside her.Her fingers twisted the strap of her clutch, the leather biting into her palm.She tried to breathe normally, but each inhale felt tight and shallow.The night’s adrenaline still lingered, warm and jittery under her skin.He glanced at her once, quickly, and she caught the sharp curve of his jaw in the dim light.There was an assessment in his gaze—calm, measured, not pitying.Her hands curled in her lap, nails pressing into her skin.For a moment, she wondered if he could read everything she was feeling.The thought made her shiver.“I didn’t expect you to just… leave,” he said finally, voice low, controlled.Not a question, more an observation.She swallowed, unsure whether to reply.“I… I needed to,” she whispered, words fragile.Her eyes refused to meet his.He exhaled softly, glancing back to the windshiel
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