The moment I stepped out of the restaurant, something inside me felt… empty.A strange feeling lingered in my chest, then the pain came.Slow at first and then stronger. It spread across my chest in waves, dull but heavy.I pressed a hand against my chest, my steps slowing as the pain got worse.I quickly moved to the side and grabbed onto a billboard for support. My breathing became uneven, sweat formed on my forehead.Just as the pain peaked, a hand suddenly held my arm.“Where does it hurt?” A deep, steady voice came from above me causing me to look up.It was Hayes.His face was calm as always, but his eyes were fixed on me. When I didn’t answer, his brows drew together slightly.“Eloise,” he said, his voice firmer, “I’m asking you… where does it hurt?”“My chest,” I said, pushing his hand away lightly. I straightened up. “I’ll be fine after a rest.”He stood beside me, his face cold, one hand already in his pocket. “I’ll take you back,” he said.It wasn’t a question, rather it wa
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