Amber’s POVI didn’t sleep much that night, lying awake replaying the rooftop over and over, the sound of his voice accusing me of something I hadn’t actually done, the footsteps, the panic, the particular desperation in the way his hands had gripped my shoulders, holding on so tightly it almost hurt.I spent most of the next day turning the whole situation over in my head, weighing exactly how close I’d actually come to being caught against everything I still wanted out of this plan. Nikolai had been quiet all morning, watching me a little too carefully over breakfast, and I’d caught him twice glancing at my hands, as though he were still half expecting them to give something away even now, hours removed from the gala. I wondered if he suspected anything concrete yet, or if it was simply lingering unease from a night that had rattled both of us in different ways.The number in my head hadn’t changed. The clause still hung over me, the same impossible weight it had always been, and no
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