Chapter 4: Crossing the line
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The rain hadn’t stopped.
If anything, it had grown heavier with each drop hitting the glass with a steady rhythm that filled the silence between them.
Alice became aware of it now.
Not just the sound.
She’s aware of the not-so-comfortable stares and how long she could hold out.
She shifted slightly in her seat, twisting her fingers together in a small, controlled movement.
Edwin, who had walked into his office with so much certainty, felt unfamiliar.
Unplanned.
Dangerous.
“I should probably go,” she said softly, glancing toward the window.
The words sounded right.
Logical.
Necessary.
“You could,” Edwin replied.
But he didn’t move.
Didn’t look away.
Didn’t dismiss her.
Alice frowned slightly, her gaze returning to him.
“Almost like you didn't want me to”.
“It wasn’t meant to.”
Sudden slight change in her breath.
Silence settled again.
But this time, it wasn’t empty.
It lingered.
“You do that a lot,” she said after a moment.
“Do what?”
“Say things that sound like something… and then pretend they’re not.”
A faint crease formed between his brows, not annoyance.
Interest.
“And you,” he countered, “ask questions you don’t need answers to.”
“Maybe I do.”
“Or maybe,” he said, leaning back slightly, his eyes never leaving hers, “you’re just trying to understand something that doesn’t need to be understood.”
Alice held her gaze.
Something about the way he said it
It wasn’t just about the conversation.
It was about him.
“People aren’t that complicated,” she said quietly.
“No,”
Edwin replied.
You certainly think I'm not?
That should have been enough.
A warning.
A boundary clearly drawn.
But instead of stepping back
Alice leaned forward just slightly.
Curiosity had the best of her.
“Why?”
The question hung in the air.
Simple.
Direct.
Too personal.
First in its time, for a second, something in him could sense the switch in expression.
Not the one she could understand, but it gave clues to know she had touched something more awakened.
Almost replaced by that same calm control.
“Curiosity doesn't look good at first; it takes one to the dead end.”
Edwin spoke with so much confidence.
For a moment, Alice didn’t see any reason to back down.
“Pretense makes you feel nothing.”
That did it.
The atmosphere became firm, cold.
Sharpened.
Edwin stood.
Slowly, Deliberately.
Alice’s breath hitched as he stepped closer.
not rushed,
not aggressive,
just certain.
Each step closed the space she hadn’t realized she was measuring.
“You’re bold,”
He said, his voice lower now.
“Or maybe I just don’t like walls,”
She replied, even as her heartbeat betrayed her calm.
He stopped in front of her.
Close enough now that she could feel it—that presence, that quiet intensity he carried so effortlessly.
“And what makes you think you can break them?”
He asked.
Alice looked up at him, her expression steady despite everything racing beneath it.
“I don’t,” she said softly. “I just don’t pretend they’re not there.”
Another pause.
But this one.
Felt different.
Neither of them moved.
Neither of them spoke.
And yet—
Something was happening.
It was in the way his gaze dropped briefly.
just for a second to her lips before returning to her eyes.
It was in the way her breath slowed, not out of calm but anticipation she didn’t understand.
“This is a mistake,” Edwin said quietly.
Alice’s heart skipped.
But she didn’t step back.
“Then why does it feel like you’re not going to stop it?”
That was the moment.
The exact moment the line blurred beyond recognition.
Because instead of answering.
He reached for her.
Edwin didn't rush.
It wasn’t forceful.
It was deliberate.
Careful.
As if he had already made the decision long before either of them said a word.
Alice’s breath caught as his hand brushed lightly against her arm, pulling her to her feet.
The movement was slow, giving her time to step away.
To stop it.
To think, but she didn’t.
And when their eyes met again—
There was no confusion left.
Only choice.
“You don’t even know me,” she whispered.
“Neither do you,” he replied.
“Then maybe we shouldn’t—”
He didn’t let her finish.
The distance between them disappeared in a single step.
And just like that.
Everything changed.
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