Ayaan didn't turn immediately.
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That would have been instinct.
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And instinct—
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Was predictable.
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Instead, he watched Meera.
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Her eyes had shifted.
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Not to him.
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Past him.
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Her breathing changed.
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Slight.
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But real.
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Confirmed.
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Someone was behind him.
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Ayaan's grip on the phone tightened.
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Not visibly.
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Just enough.
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"Don't move," Meera said softly.
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Ayaan almost smiled.
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He hadn't intended to.
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But the precision of it—
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The timing—
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"You already did," he replied.
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A pause.
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Then—
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Slowly—
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Ayaan turned.
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Not fast.
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Not sudden.
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Controlled.
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The room looked the same.
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Empty.
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Exactly as it had been before.
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But—
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That didn't mean it was.
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Ayaan's eyes moved.
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Corners.
Reflections.
Angles.
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Then—
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There.
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Near the hallway.
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A shadow.
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Not solid.
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Not clear.
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But wrong.
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Ayaan stepped forward.
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One step.
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The shadow shifted.
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Barely.
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But enough.
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"Come out," Ayaan said.
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Silence.
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No response.
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Meera didn't stay still.
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She moved.
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Not away.
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Toward him.
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Closing the distance.
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Again.
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Ayaan noticed.
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Of course he did.
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But he didn't stop her.
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"Left side," she whispered.
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Ayaan adjusted.
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Angle corrected.
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Now—
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The line of sight aligned.
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And the figure became clear.
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Standing partially behind the wall.
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Male.
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Same build as before.
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The one from the street.
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He wasn't running.
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He wasn't hiding.
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He was—
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Watching.
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Ayaan's eyes narrowed.
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"You followed us," he said.
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The man didn't respond.
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Didn't move.
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Didn't deny it.
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Silence stretched.
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Then—
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The man smiled.
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Faint.
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And said—
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"You're slower than I expected."
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Ayaan didn't react.
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Not outwardly.
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But the statement registered.
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"You wanted us to find you," Ayaan said.
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The man tilted his head slightly.
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"Took you long enough."
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Meera's fingers brushed lightly against Ayaan's sleeve.
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Not accidental.
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Signal.
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Ayaan understood instantly.
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The distance.
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The angle.
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Too close.
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"You shouldn't have come inside," Ayaan said.
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The man laughed quietly.
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"You let me."
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That—
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Was wrong.
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Ayaan never "let" anything happen.
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But—
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There was a gap.
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Between when they entered—
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And now.
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A window.
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And someone had used it.
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Ayaan stepped forward again.
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This time—
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More direct.
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Meera's grip tightened slightly on his sleeve.
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Warning.
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Ayaan didn't stop.
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"Who are you?" he asked.
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The man didn't answer.
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Instead—
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He took a step back.
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Maintaining distance.
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Controlled.
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"You're not the only one who observes patterns," the man said.
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Ayaan's gaze sharpened.
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"You're not observing," he replied.
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"You're interfering."
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The man smiled again.
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"Same thing," he said.
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No.
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Not the same.
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Observation was control.
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Interference—
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Was disruption.
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And disruption—
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Was unacceptable.
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Ayaan closed the distance faster this time.
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The man reacted immediately.
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Stepped back—
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Turned—
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And ran.
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Ayaan moved without hesitation.
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Fast.
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Across the room.
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Through the hallway.
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The door—
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Slightly open.
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He pushed it wider.
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The corridor outside—
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Empty.
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Footsteps echoed from the stairwell.
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Descending.
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Ayaan moved toward it—
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And then—
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Stopped.
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Not because he couldn't continue.
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But because—
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Something pulled him back.
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He turned.
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Meera stood in the doorway.
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Watching him.
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Not panicked.
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Not afraid.
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But—
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Focused.
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"You're leaving me here," she said.
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Ayaan didn't respond.
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Because that—
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Was true.
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He looked back toward the stairwell.
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Then at her.
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A decision.
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Chase—
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Or stay.
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The footsteps faded.
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Further.
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Further.
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Gone.
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Ayaan stepped back.
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Away from the stairwell.
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Back into the apartment.
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The door closed.
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Silence returned.
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But it wasn't the same.
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Not controlled.
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Not contained.
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Broken.
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Ayaan looked at her.
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"You should have stayed inside," he said.
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Meera held his gaze.
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"You should have gone after him," she replied.
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A pause.
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Then—
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She stepped closer.
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Closing the distance again.
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Always closing it.
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"You didn't," she said softly.
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Ayaan's expression didn't change.
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"No."
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---
Another pause.
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Then—
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"Why?" she asked.
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Ayaan looked at her.
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Really looked.
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And for the first time—
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His answer wasn't immediate.
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Because the reason—
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Wasn't entirely logical.
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"…You were here," he said.
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Silence.
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Meera didn't smile.
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Didn't react the way she usually did.
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Instead—
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She reached out.
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Slowly.
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And this time—
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She didn't stop.
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Her fingers closed around his wrist.
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Actual contact.
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Ayaan didn't pull away.
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Didn't move.
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The moment held.
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Longer than it should have.
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"You made a choice," she said quietly.
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Ayaan's gaze didn't leave hers.
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"Yes."
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And now—
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For the first time—
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The distance between them—
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Wasn't just gone.
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It was—
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Broken.
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End Chapter 12