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Elena Carson The first time Killian Davenport broke my heart, I was thirteen years old. The second time happened tonight when his sister looked up from her phone and casually said, “My brother is back.” That was barely an hour ago, and my heart still hasn’t recovered. I swallow hard, staring at the pile of clothes scattered across my closet like they can somehow save me. I planned to wear something simple tonight, jeans and a cute blouse, for Nora’s birthday party. It’s basically the safe and invisible option I always pick for any outing. But the moment Nora dropped that bomb, everything changed. Because if Killian is really back in New York after so many years, I don’t want to look like the awkward little girl he used to ignore. I want to look… God, I don’t even know what I want. I just know my hands are shaking as I grab the black corset dress Nora gifted me months ago for my twentieth birthday. “He’s not coming to the party,” I remind myself, trying to breathe. Nora sai

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Elena Carson He wasn’t supposed to be here tonight.Killian Davenport straightens from the bar, his grey eyes locked on me like he’s trying to place something. My stomach flips violently. He starts walking toward me, slow and deliberate, like a predator who just spotted easy prey. I freeze on the spot, unable to move, unable to breathe. Every step he takes makes my pulse louder. Just when he’s only a few feet away, Nora appears out of nowhere and nudges him hard with her shoulder.“Well, well, look who decided to show up and steal all the attention the second he walked in,” she says cockily, grinning up at him. “Typical Killian behavior.”Killian’s lips twitch into a small, composed smile. His voice is deeper than I remember. Low, smooth, and ridiculously sexy. “Hello to you too, little sister.”God. That voice. It slides over my skin like warm velvet. He’s changed so much. The way he carries himself now with straight shoulders and controlled movement while radiating quiet pow

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Elena Carson KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK. I jolt awake, heart pounding. Ow. My head is killing me. I rub my temples and slowly register that I’m on the floor of my room. Not my bed. My hair is stuck to my cheek and there’s a dull ache behind my eyes that makes even breathing feel like effort. Everything looks upside down. My dresser drawers are half open, my clothes are everywhere, and one of my boxes is spilled across the carpet like a crime scene. “What the—” I crawl closer, still dizzy, and freeze. It’s that box. The one I’ve kept since I was thirteen. The one filled with every stupid memory of Killian Davenport. Photos I secretly took of him. Printouts from Nora’s phone. Even the letters I wrote to him when I was a lovesick teenager, pages and pages of my pathetic crush that I never sent. Some of them have fresh lipstick stains on the edges. Drunk me apparently dragged this box out last night and kissed the damn letters. I groan and bury my face into my pillow. Please

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Killian Davenport Of all the women in New York, why did it have to be Elena Carson who walked into my classroom?I lean against my desk, arms crossed, watching her stand awkwardly in the middle of the empty lecture hall. Messy bun, slightly wrinkled blouse, flushed cheeks. She looks like she barely survived last night.The messy bun shouldn’t work, but it does.Last night at the bar, I noticed her before I knew who she was. A beautiful stranger in a tight black dress. I looked twice. I don’t usually look twice.Then she turned her head, and reality crashed into me. Elena Carson. Nora’s best friend. The quiet girl who used to trail behind my sister like a shadow. Always reading, always watching, never taking up space. I remembered her.This version doesn’t fade into the background anymore.Somewhere between thirteen and twenty, she learned how to command attention without trying. And that’s exactly why I pretended not to recognize her last night. Distance is safer.I let the

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Elena CarsonI don’t wait for him to say anything else before I walk out of his office.The door clicks shut behind me, and I keep walking, fast and angry. My heart is hammering so hard I can feel it in my throat. My cheeks are burning too and my hands won’t stop shaking. I just need to get the fuck away from him.Who the hell does he think he is?Drop his class? Just like that? No explanation, no real reason, just “I don’t need complications” like I’m some kind of problem he can erase with a few cold words. I shove open the main doors of the building and step outside, the fresh air hitting my face. It doesn’t help. My mind is spiraling.I need this class. It’s extra credits, and every other elective I wanted is already closed for registration. If I drop Psychology now, I’ll fall behind. It’ll mess up my entire schedule and delay graduation. I can’t afford that. Not after everything I’ve worked for.And the worst part? He knows it. Or at least he should. He’s supposed to be this

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