Aria POVThe entire afternoon passed in a haze of nerves and no matter how many times I tried to lose myself in music, my thoughts kept circling back to Aurora words until even the piano seemed to betray me.My fingers slipped over the keys again and again, ruining melodies I had played flawlessly before. I kept restarting the same piece, only to stop halfway through but what exactly was I doing?For weeks, I had hidden behind caution and fear, convincing myself that distance from Viktor was safer but somewhere between quiet conversations, shared dinners, gun lessons, and the strange gentleness he showed only me, something inside me had begun to shift and that terrified me more than anything.The soft sound of footsteps pulled me from my thoughts and I looked up.Viktor stood near the piano, dressed entirely in black as always. Black shirt stretched over broad shoulders, dark trousers hanging perfectly on his tall frame and sleeves rolled just enough to reveal the edge of his tattoos
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