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The Weight of the Tether

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The silence of the driveway was loud, broken only by the distant, muffled thrum of the bass from the ballroom and the shallow rhythm of my own breathing. Draven stood too close. The heat radiating from his body defied the biting night air, wrapping around me like a physical shroud.

"I am not walking away from you?" I echoed, letting out a sharp, humorless laugh that cut through the tension. "I already did, Draven. Back in the ballroom. And the world didn't end."

His golden eyes flared, the iris
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