Elora’s POV
"I'd like to go to my chambers. It was a nice walk though," I said, raising my head and walking passed him
He moved swiftly and held my wrist."I'm sorry. That came out wrong," he signed.
"What do you mean?" I asked, my heart hammering fast
"I'm trying to be there for you. Please don't take it the wrong way," he said.
Although I wanted to cry and punch him in the face, I knew Dante would never do something to hurt me.
"It's okay," I said and smiled.
"Still friends?" he asked, smirking
"Friends," I replied.
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Friendship, huh? Yeah, I thought it was supposed to be the safe option.
Turns out, that’s straight-up nonsense.
Because every single time Dante breezed in, right there with me, had my back like it was second nature, every proud glance he shot my way wh
