Pakin’s P.O.VAs I stepped out of the cell, Sean regarded me with a look. “Don’t forget what I told you,” he said, voice firm.I hesitated, ignoring the way the cop who came for me urged me to hurry up. Finally, I nodded at Sean. “I’ll think about it,” I muttered, though I think my voice lacked conviction.He didn’t press further, just gave me a faint, knowing grin that somehow irritated and intrigued me at the same time.The guard at my side didn’t share Sean’s patience. He gripped my arm, not hard enough to hurt but firm enough to remind me of my place.“Let’s move,” he barked, steering me toward the hallway.The fluorescent lights buzzed faintly above us as we walked, their harsh glow making the dingy walls look even grimmer. His hold tightened briefly as we rounded a corner, and something in me snapped.“I can walk on my own,” I said sharply, yanking my arm out of his grasp.The guard stopped, his narrowed
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