CHAPTER THIRTY FOURMIXED SIGNALS
The office at Ashe & Locke felt different after that night. The morning Arielle walked into the building with Damien— side by side, and people whispering, his presence surprisingly vulnerable—there had been no Nina around to whisper observations or raise an arched brow. She was away on an official errand for the company, and the only thing Arielle had to face was the tightness in her chest and the echo of Damien's words in her ears: "Don’t leave me alone, Arielle." In the days that followed, Arielle realized something unsettling: her feelings for Damien weren’t fading. They were intensifying. She caught herself staring too long at his office door, pausing too long at her coffee, reliving that moment again and again. The kiss. The way he hugged her. The words he whispered like a secret he
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