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"Can I get you a drink?"

I shook my head.

"No, thank you."

He studied me for a moment, his eyes lingering on my face, as if he was searching for something.

I could feel the intensity of his gaze, the way it seemed to reach into the deepest parts of me.

It made me feel exposed, like he could see right through me.

"You look beautiful," he said quietly, his voice low and smooth.

I didn't know how to respond to that, so I just nodded, trying to keep my composure.

But the truth was, I felt anything but composed.

I felt like I was standing on the edge of something dangerous, something I couldn't control.


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