In love
⸻ Alara’s POV The night had fallen softly, cloaking the city in silence. Everything felt still — too still. The kind of quiet that made your thoughts louder, sharper. I stood by the tall glass windows of the penthouse, the coolness from the glass seeping into my skin as I stared out at the glittering skyline. Buildings blinked like stars in the distance, but even their brilliance felt dim tonight. I should have been asleep. I should have felt safe. But there was a weight in my chest I couldn’t name. Behind me, I heard the faint creak of the bedroom door. Then came the slow sound of bare feet padding across the polished floor. “Couldn’t sleep?” Ace’s voice was a low murmur — soft and rough, like gravel beneath velvet. I didn’t turn around. Just gave a small shake of my head. “It’s to
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