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Safe With Me
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Ongoing, First published Aug 12, 2025
Professor Kit Sterling is a man who lives behind locked doors-every word measured, every gesture deliberate. In the lecture hall, his voice commands absolute attention; beyond it, his walls are impenetrable. To his students, he is brilliance wrapped in ice-precise, untouchable, unreachable.

But control is a fragile thing. And Kit feels the fault line beneath his feet. There's a hunger in him he cannot name, a quiet, restless ache for something-or someone-that could shatter the armor he's spent years perfecting.

He tells himself it's a myth-that no one can reach him. But walls, once cracked, do not stop breaking.

It happens without warning: a crosswalk. A passing shadow. A voice cutting through the noise like glass underfoot.
He doesn't expect to be undone by it-by her. A young woman he's never met, whose quiet words are laced with pain, carrying a fracture that buries itself deep inside him... the kind that never lets go.

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