Zara’s PovHe was already too close when I turned around.I hadn’t heard him move. One moment there was distance between us and the next there wasn’t just Adrian in the narrow space between the dressing room corridor and the back exit, one hand flat against the wall beside my head, not touching me, not threatening me, just present. Immovable. The specific closeness of a man who had decided the usual rules of distance no longer applied.The bass from the main floor moved through the walls like a pulse.“You weren’t going to tell me you were here tonight,” he said.Not a question.“I work here,” I said. Pinky’s voice. Low, unbothered, completely assembled. “I don’t announce my shifts.”“You saw me arrive.”“I see a lot of people arrive.”His eyes moved across my face with that slow, surgical attention that had been quietly taking me apart for weeks. The amber light from the corridor caught the line of his jaw, the steadiness of him, the particular quality of stillness that meant he wa
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