"Not just because of the situation."
The silence that followed felt weighted with unspoken emotion. "I've been thinking about you too," Kane finally responded, his voice lower, more intimate. "More than I should."
After we ended the call, I finished preparing the
antidote, a luminous silver-blue liquid that caught the late afternoon light streaming through the laboratory windows.
That evening, I discreetly mixed the
antidote into Marcus's tea, watching carefully as he drank the entire cup. Elena kept him engaged in conversation while I observed for any adverse reactions. To my relief, there were none – the
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