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"You're too good for me."
He says it like a fact. Not insecurity. Not a plea. Just a statement.
I laugh, though it doesn't feel light. "You don't even know me."
The words come out sharp, teasing, but my pulse skips anyway.
"Oh, I know enough."
His thumb traces the inside of my wrist - right where my pulse jumps beneath the skin. A shiver runs through me, small and uninvited.
"You save lives."
"And you?" I ask, trying to sound steady.
His jaw tightens just slightly. A shadow crosses his face - calm, controlled, dangerous.
"I preserve history."
The words linger. My chest tightens. His world, his legacy... it's vast, cold, untouchable.
That's when I realize. History can be stolen.
And maybe hearts, too.
//Some lies are beautiful.
Some are dangerous.
Elara Quinn lives in a world built of routine, textbooks, and late-night medical shifts, where her only safe place is her little sister's laughter over the phone.
But when a man born into wealth and shadow steps into her life, carrying secrets worth more than life itself, the quiet she's built begins to crack.
Gold can blind. Secrets can kill.
And some truths are gilded.//
- Gilded Lies