Lean on me, Daredevil
It was the kind of smile that could disarm anyone, and it only made things worse for him.
“Ghad! You’re torturing me, Amelia!” Kraner suddenly exclaimed, his voice tight with restraint.
She blinked, caught off guard. “Huh?”
Kraner let out a deep breath, clearly trying to compose himself. He raised a hand to his forehead, massaging his temple as if trying to soothe an invisible pressure building inside him. “Do you even know how hard it is for me to hold back?” he muttered, his jaw clenched, frustration evident in both his tone and expression.
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