“Did I frighten you?”My hand paused just as I was about to wipe away the trace of blood on Cassian’s knuckles.Slowly, I looked up at him. He was staring down, his expression unreadable.“Frighten me?” I asked, confused.He gave a single, firm nod. “Yes.”“No, you didn't,” I answered, returning to his hand.It was a blatant lie. Of course I had been frightened. He was on the verge of killing a man right in front of me. Sure, Steven wasn't exactly innocent, but all he'd done was throw vulgar comments my way—words I was used to brushing off.“All done,” I muttered, taking a small step back to examine my work.His skin was surprisingly soft despite the calluses. Aside from a few fresh scrapes, his knuckles were fine. As my curiosity got the better of me, my fingers drifted over a faded, jagged scar near his wrist.“What happened here?” I whispered, my voice trembling as I realized I was crossing a line.I caught myself glancing at his lips before snapping my eyes back up to his. Memorie
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