Hidden Hearts
Every time she blinked, she saw his face—the calm, taunting smile, and the way his words had dug under her skin.
“You’re exactly like her.”
She didn’t know who he meant. She didn’t know why it rattled her so badly. But she did know this: she couldn’t let Leo see the way her mind was unraveling. Not now.
Leo stood a few steps away, phone pressed to his ear, his voice sharp as he relayed clipped instructions. Backup, extraction points, and a sweep of the surrounding blocks. He looked unshakable, the very definition of control. And yet, when he finally hung up and turned toward her, his eyes softened.
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