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Doesn’t stop me.
Mila
This is a mistake.
A terrible, complicated, dangerous—
I don’t care.
I kiss him back.
Careful.
Aware.
But not holding back.
Not this time.
His hand tightens slightly at my waist.
Pulling me closer—
And for a second—
I forget everything else.
Until—
A voice echoes faintly outside.
“…check the lower ridge!”
Reality crashes back in.
Hard.
I pull back.
Breathing uneven.
Thinking impossible.
“We need to move,” I whisper.
“Yeah,” he agrees.
But he doesn’t step away right away.
Neither do I.
“I remember something,” I say suddenly.
His focus snaps back instantly.
“What?”
I hesitate.
