AvaThe moment the doors closed behind me, I knew it was a mistake. The house did not fall short of my expectations. Sleek, expansive. And quiet in a way that felt expensive.Floor to ceiling windows, overlooking the city with lights that seemed to stretch on forever. Untouchable. Just like him. “You can leave.” He said suddenly. “What?” I asked, as I turned around. “The door is still there. If you think this was a mistake.” It wasn’t conceit, nor rudeness. It wasn’t polite nor was it inviting. It was something I had not encountered before. “Then why did you bring me here?” I swallowed. “If you thought I would leave?” “I wanted to see if you would.” “And?”“You’re still here.” There was something about the way he said it. Not victory, not triumph. Something more… complicated. “I don’t do this…” I said, more to myself than him. “Neither do I.” A laugh escaped me. “What?” He asked. “I find it hard to believe that.”“You don’t have to.” He steps closer, slow, calm, measur
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