Marissa POVWith my plush pink rabbit tucked firmly under my arm and my gold heels dangling from my fingers, I walked out of the arcade alongside Xavier, feeling lighter than I had in weeks. The cold midnight air hit us, but for once, I wasn't shivering...Xavier’s heavy tuxedo jacket was still wrapped around my shoulders, carrying his warm, woodsy scent."I still say that air hockey goal was offside," Xavier said, a rare, relaxed smile on his face as he pushed open the glass doors for me."There are no offsides in air hockey, Mr. CEO," I laughed, looking up at him. "You just need to admit that—""Marissa?"My voice died in my throat. My feet froze against the concrete.Standing right by the curb, illuminated under the harsh yellow streetlights, was Ethan.He was wearing his usual tailored coat, but his hair was slightly disheveled, and his posture was stiff. His eyes darted from my bare feet to the massive cheap plushie under my arm, then to Xavier’s jacket draped over my shoulders, b
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