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I knew something was off the moment I saw him.
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Adrian wasn't himself.
He wasn't calm like before.
He wasn't in control.
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He looked… restless.
Like something inside him was trying to break out.
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"Adrian?" I called.
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He looked up slowly.
And the moment I saw his eyes…
I just knew.
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Something was wrong.
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They were darker than usual.
Not normal.
Not even close.
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"You shouldn't be here," he said.
But his voice?
It didn't sound like him.
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It was rough.
Like he was forcing himself to talk.
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"I was worried," I said, stepping closer.
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"Don't come closer," he snapped.
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I stopped.
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That one shocked me.
He had never spoken to me like that before.
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"What's wrong with you?" I asked.
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He ran his hand through his hair like he was stressed.
"I said leave."
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"No."
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I didn't even think before I said it.
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His eyes snapped back to me immediately.
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"I mean it," he said.
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"And I mean it too," I replied.
"I'm not going anywhere."
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That was when everything changed.
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Before I could even react—
he was in front of me.
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Too fast.
Not normal.
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My back hit the wall.
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His hand came up beside my head, trapping me there.
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My heart started racing instantly.
Not small.
Fast.
Loud.
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And the way he looked at me…
made it worse.
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"You don't understand what you're doing," he said.
His voice low.
Shaking a little.
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"Then explain it," I said.
Even though my voice wasn't as strong as I wanted it to be.
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That was when he leaned closer.
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Not slow like before.
Not careful.
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Fast.
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His face dropped near my neck.
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I froze.
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I could feel his breath.
Cold.
Too cold.
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Then I felt it.
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Something sharp… close to my skin.
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My heart literally stopped.
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"Adrian…" I said quietly.
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That was it.
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He froze.
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Like someone pressed pause on him.
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Everything stopped.
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Slowly… he pulled back.
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And when I looked at him again—
I didn't see hunger first.
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I saw guilt.
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Real guilt.
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"I almost…" he started.
But he couldn't finish.
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I was still shaking.
But I didn't run.
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"I trust you," I said.
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He looked at me like I had just said something crazy.
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"You shouldn't," he replied.
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"I almost hurt you."
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"But you didn't."
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Silence.
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Then he stepped back quickly.
Like he needed space.
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"You don't get it," he said.
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"Then make me get it," I replied.
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He shook his head.
Frustrated.
Confused.
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"I'm trying to stay away from you," he said.
"And you keep coming back."
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"Because you keep coming back too," I said.
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That one hit him.
I saw it.
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He went quiet.
Then finally—
he said it.
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"I care about you."
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Everything in me paused.
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"I didn't plan it," he continued.
"I didn't even want it. But it happened."
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I didn't know what to say.
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"And that's the problem," he added.
"If I lose control again…"
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He didn't finish.
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He didn't need to.
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I already understood.
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But even with all that…
I still didn't step back.
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And the way he looked at me after that?
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Like that scared him more than anything else.
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Because now…
he wasn't just fighting himself anymore.
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He was fighting how much I meant to him.