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And this time—
He doesn’t hide the interest.
“Maybe,” he says.
That’s it.
I step forward.
Just enough to put myself between them.
“Try that answer again,” I say quietly.
The air snaps tight.
Ronan shifts.
Ethan watches.
No one interrupts.
Because we’re right on the edge now.
Daniel studies me for a long second.
Then—
Something in his expression changes.
Not softer.
Not friendly.
Just… clearer.
“I’m on your side,” he says.
I don’t blink.
Don’t move.
Don’t buy it.
“Prove it.”
47
Mila
The air is too still.
That’s the first thing I notice.
Not the storm.
Not the tension.
Not even the way Jase has shifted just slightly in front of me—protective, ready, unmovable.
