(Alina)
I spent the whole day thinking about him. About Damian. About the flash drive. About everything.
The house felt empty without him. Every room seemed to hold his presence even when he wasn't there. I found myself looking at the clock too often, wondering when he'd be back.
By nightfall, I couldn't sit still. I paced around and tried to distract myself with the TV. Nothing worked. My mind kept going back to him. To the way he looked at me. To how he always seemed to know what I needed before I did.
For so long, I pushed these feelings away. Told myself I was here for revenge, not for... whatever this was. But the truth was getting harder to ignore.
I wanted him. And not just for a moment or a night.
When I heard his car pull into the driveway, my heart jumped. I took a deep br
