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Adrien's eyes held mine for just a beat longer than needed, his jaw set tight, with an intensity in his gaze that felt like a storm brewing inside him. For a brief moment, I thought he might break the silence, maybe offer some more explanation for the kiss, take it back, acknowledge it, or even pretend it never happened at all. His lips parted slightly, then pressed together again, and whatever he was about to say just faded away between us.
The silence was heavy and awkward, and I found myself hating how loud my own breathing was. My thoughts were a jumbled mess, and when I finally tried to speak, nothing came out at first. I was so scared that if I opened my mouth, I'd say the wrong thing...something I couldn't unsay, something that would shatter the fragile balance we'd just found.
It seemed like Adrien made a decision for both of us then.
