Steel Hearts
Lucy
The night air was sharp against my skin, carrying the smell of oil and asphalt. I pulled my jacket tighter, but the cold wasn’t what made me uneasy. It was the silence—the kind that left room for old memories to creep in. I told myself I was safe now. Not there. Not with him.
But shadows didn’t know the difference.
A low rumble reached my ears, faint at first, then growing louder. My chest seized. Headlights carved through the dark as a motorcycle appeared, the growl of its engine vibrating through the ground. My legs told me to run, but I stayed rooted, caught between fear and fascination.
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