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CHAPTER 035 - ╰┈➤ ' reflexes ' ♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧「 real life 」

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CHAPTER 035 -
╰┈➤ ' reflexes ' ♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧
「 real life 」

CHAPTER 035 - ╰┈➤ ' reflexes ' ♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧「 real life 」

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─ real life ᥫ᭡

THE NIGHT WAS QUIET, save for the distant hum of passing cars and the occasional rustling of tree branches in the breeze

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THE NIGHT WAS QUIET, save for the distant hum of passing cars and the occasional rustling of tree branches in the breeze. the air had a crisp edge to it, the kind that hinted at the approaching shift of seasons, not quite cold, but enough to make chris rub his hands together for warmth. he hadn't planned on being out here, standing against the side of zayn's garage, staring up at a sky that wasn't giving him any answers.

but after the last hour of sitting inside, pretending everything was fine, he'd needed an escape.

his breath curled in the cool air as he exhaled, shoving his hands into the pockets of his jacket.

the garage door creaked open behind him, the soft glow from inside spilling onto the driveway. he barely glanced over at first, until he saw who it was.

adriana.

she hesitated in the doorway, as if she hadn't expected anyone to be there. the dim porch light cast a faint halo around her, highlighting the way she shifted her weight, the way her arms curled around herself in that familiar, guarded way.

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