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of breathing, my whole body shaking. But reality gripped me: I was still at risk. The terror racing through my veins provided me wit

nd I practically jumped into the back

t me via the rearview mirror. He did not s

my head throbbing and my heart racing. I gazed out the window, attemptin

g it and dashed inside. Once inside my apartment, I secured the door, sliding each bolt into pos

ed the shower. The heated water flowed over me, cleansing the grime but leaving the memories intact. I shut my eyes a

my voice quavering. C

and the COO of Seb's company. They had remained unbreakable for years

it hanging to dry, too tired to bother. After putting on pajama pants and a tank top, I strolled into t

by his side. And still, when the threat appeared, he had fled, abandoning me. The recollection

in my eyes, but I wouldn't allow them to drop. Seb had alway

d to bring my sandwich to the liv

lad in black and wearing a mask that obscured his face. Hi

render while a whimper slipped from my mouth. "I-I didn't do a thing," I whim

stead, he propelled himself away from the wall an

sly in my chest. "Please," I pleaded, tears

an instant, a feeling sparkled in those blue eyes, too brief to identify before it vani

em onto the table. My gaze shifted to the objects, and realizatio

e, my fear was overtake

e my sentence, the man lifted

oubts were correct. "Kito?" I spoke

w clenched. "Have a seat," he ins

understand what was occurring. Kito searched my cabinets until he discovered a first-aid

nd too chaotic to articulate clear thoughts. The quietness around us w

ence. "What were you doing dow

e was ever speaking to me directly, and hearing my

is owned by

e sharp. "However, you haven't vis

, I gestured faintly towards the objects on the table. "Seb... he was passing it o

s filled with rage. "So why," he stated slowly, his tone steady yet da

and my breath was trapped in my

learly