Klaire blinked once. Her expression was unreadable. She moved forward slightly, making Viktor flinch just a little.“That’s a very mean first sentence.”“You keep appearing like a sleep paralysis demon.”“That’s very very dramatic.”Viktor squinted, his eyes heavy from the alcohol now, “I know you stalked me at the hospital.”“I visited,” she replied very simply.“And you most likely threatened Lukas.”“I…” she paused slightly, “just warned him.”Viktor rubbed a hand over his face slowly. God…even injured, he still couldn't find peace. Klaire studied him quietly for a moment before her expression shifted slightly softer.“You look way better compared to last time.”Viktor laughed once under his breath. “That’s terrifying because I feel awful.”“I mean emotionally.” and that shut him up briefly. Cold air whooshed softly against their skin making him lean on the railing beside them. Inside the restaurant somebody screamed loud enough for Coach to yell immediately after, threatening to h
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