Adrien.
The moment she leaned into him, something inside me refused to settle. It didn't just sting, it twisted, sharp and unrelenting.
The feeling coiled tighter with every second I stood there watching, like something alive inside my chest, restless and burning, refusing to quiet down no matter how hard I tried to ignore it.
My eyes never left her.
I couldn't.
It was as if I was rooted in place, forced to take in every detail whether I wanted to or not.
Not when she was standing so close to him…Not when Noah's hands rested on her like they belonged there, like she belonged there.
There was something in the way he held her, firm, certain, almost possessive and that made my chest burn with something I couldn't fully name.
Or maybe I could.
But the way she didn't pull away, irritated me more, and now… they were engaged.
The thought hit harder than it should have, settling deep and heavy in my chest, refusing to move.
Are they kidding me?
