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“…this is exactly why…”
I catch that part.
“What was that?”
“Nothing.”
Liar.
The drone hum fades.
Voices pass outside.
Closer.
Then—
Gone.
We stay like that a few seconds longer.
Just to be sure.
Or maybe for a completely different reason.
I step back first.
Because one of us has to.
“Clear,” I say.
She exhales slowly, stepping out of the cramped space.
And yeah.
I feel that distance immediately.
Not tactical.
Not safe.
Just—
Gone.
I don’t like that more than I should.
Mila
I stepout of the storage space and pretend my heart isn’t trying to punch its way out of my chest.
That was not okay.
That was absolutely not okay.
Lord, I am asking nicely—
Why him?
