Ruined by Our Legacy
Bella shot back, sarcasm dripping from every word, “playing a guitar and expecting me to dance to your tune? I’m not that person, my brother.”
Riven scoffed, rolling his eyes as he stepped closer.
“You’ve been spared from death,” he muttered, “and you came back meaner.”
he was now Too close.
“I didn’t ask you to save me,” Bella whispered, her confidence slipping as he closed the distance.
Silence swallowed the room.
Riven’s gaze never left her as he moved—slow, deliberate. He positioned himself between her legs slightlyspliting then apart, took her wrists, and pinned them gently but firmly at her sides.
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